Friday, February 22, 2008

things i love about living in sf

  1. being able to make right turns on a red
  2. ?
  3. ?

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

new job

I started my job on December 12, 2007. We are very lucky to have found each other. my employer and my boss rocks, and so do i.

I like my job very much. Be careful of what you wish for. I asked for more challenging work and it is just that - challenging. I'm certainly not bored like I was at my last job. The day zips by. It's only been 3 months. I'm still adjusting. Lots more to learn. A couple of weeks ago, my boss got a big promotion. You all know what that means. Self explanatory what happens to me...Like I said, I'm adjusting.

I think adapting to change is a must in life. After all, change is the one constant in life. NOTHING ever stays the same.

Being at my new job reminded me of living in SF. I like living in SF but I'm homesick every single day. This is a great city but it doesn't feel like home to me. It's not something that can be taught or forced. I wait for the feeling of being home here all the time. I'm still waiting. I think one day, miraculously, I will adjust. Whatever is missing, whatever I am looking for will just start to exist. It will feel right and I will not feel so empty.

I like my new job very much. But I don't love it, yet. And the place does not yet feel like home. I can't complain about modern, renovated, high tech environment, all with the free drinks, cheap parking and other ammenities. The people I work with are super smart, respectful, fun, kind. They work hard and I love that they play hard. Then why don't I love it yet? Well, for one thing, I still feel like an outsider. It's kind of like high school. I still feel like the new kid during the first semester. Everyone has history with one another. They all went to grade school, junior high together. They've been with each other for years.

No one will believe me when I confess I am shy in nature. If you are part of my life, you would doubt me, too. But this is how I feel at the core, a bit shy, just as I did as a kid. I'm blessed with major social skills and can totally be 'on' Monday through Friday 9-6+ and beyond; and whenever necessary; but really, I think what feels second nature now was learned and practiced. I never feel all that comfortable around a large group, or even a small group of people I am not close to. Hard to explain...

I've heard home is where you make it. Maybe some, like me, will never feel at home anywhere, no matter where we are.

good sf eats

In no particular order:
  1. the front porch
  2. boulevard
  3. range
  4. kiss
  5. pescheria
  6. absinthe
  7. slanted door
  8. salt house
  9. turtle tower restaurant
  10. universal cafe
  11. ame

things that irk me

1. not being in the same time zone as my friends
2. eating lunch at my desk
3. not wanting to write anymore

Thursday, February 14, 2008

February 14, 2008


my special breakfast.
i'm loved. and spoiled.