Life here is crazy. That's just the default setting. It can get exhausting, but so far we really love it. Like, really, really love it. Like sometimes my heart almost explodes because of how much I love it here.
Steve is in the midst of a busy season at work. (There are two main busy times for him each year - leading up to the April 15 and September 15 deadlines.) These wear us both pretty thin, though I have less of an excuse. I just miss him a lot. He's the one having to actually put in the horrendous hours.
Today he leaves for an overnight client visit. The client is a winery up north, so I don't feel too bad for him. I plan to take full advantage of being on my own this evening by painting my nails and watching an absurd amount of ANTM. What.
My job is fine. I've been lucky enough to make quite a few friends and that always helps. I'm still at a loss as to what I want to do career-wise, but it matters less to me than it used to. I've talked to a few other people here that are in my same boat - not really stoked to continue doing what they got a degree in - so at least I'm not the only one. My current strategy is to not have a strategy. Just see what happens.
We were briefly, but seriously re-entertaining the PhD idea for a while. But I think we've put that one to bed. Even though the idea of it appeals to us both, the timing isn't working. And we like it here. We worked hard to get here, so we don't want to cash it all in just yet.
My biggest source of excitement lately has been our plan to move into the city once our lease is up in a few months. We live in the east bay now and the commute has been too much. I don't know how people do it. Anyway, I have dreams of hardwood floors, big bay windows, and charming Victorian quirkiness. Fingers crossed. Mostly I'd just be happy with a safe area and reasonable neighbors.
We're also excited to be playing host again soon. Next up: Deek and Kassie. It makes me so happy to live in a place that encourages visitors.
Until next time.
