LA phone home…

ok ok…i got the message loud and clear when my dad left a message on my phone lamenting that he should leave his phone number. i get it…i haven’t been quite the chatty cathy i have been in recent months. but i promise you there are good reasons.

lets start at the most basic…my stellar packing did not take into account being without both my car and most of my stuff for more than a few days. as such, i cannot seem to locate my phone charger which is someplace in my car which is stowed at a friend of a friend’s garage. so for the last two days i’ve been phone-less. (try looking for housing when you don’t have a number for folks to reach you!)

that leads to reason two…i’m still homeless. don’t get me wrong. i’m not on the streets or anything, i’ve been graced with friends of the family and one of my dearest friends from peace corps (i’m on her floor as we speak) so i’m not truly homeless but i don’t’ have access to all my stuff (reference above for this lament).

all that said…i LOVE it here. i love the way i feel when walking to the bart station. i love the way the air is cool and crisp in the morning and as the sun sets. i love that all around me is asian food. i love that i get compliments like i never got back home.

oh yeah…and i LOVE my job so far. i hesitate to say “so far” but i’ll put it in there since this is only day two. but lets just consider a few things…i get to wear jeans, i can ride the bart to work, the office gets an organic fruit box delivered once a week for us to munch on (pomegranates, strawberries, raspberries, apples, oranges, and plums), and the people are interesting and varied and NICE. who knew.

all said…despite the awkward phone thing and the homeless thing…i’m in amazing spirits just soaking up the atmosphere.

the weather has been beautiful and i know it is due to change in the next few weeks…a tilt to cold and wet but even so…i’m excited to see what else the bay area has to lob in my general direction.

Tags: bay, transition