Welcome to Indian Summer in San Francisco. In the middle of September, when the areas I've lived in the longest (Florida and Indiana) are getting ready for cooler weather, for pumpkin patches, leaves changing colors and such, we are braving the world in flip flops and shorts. We will also get a chance to do this in the middle of January and that is one reason why I love the Bay Area. Love love love. I am once again in love with this city, like I was in the early months of my residency here. This is what love is maybe? First, there's the intensity and then you settle in, calm down, it all becomes routine until something happens and reminds you of just how amazing the one you love is.
In other news, I am now the proud owner of 4 house plants. That's right. Yesterday was quite the big day. I'm nesting, in the sense that I'm staying here for awhile, so I'm on my way with house plants, layers and more layers, and new things, like new shoes. My room is somewhat decorated, but I want to do more, make it really my own space and thus the decorating and plants.
I think I do this every year and maybe this year will be the one to stick, but as my birthday approaches, I always want to lose weight. To wear some fabulous dress at my birthday dinner. As it turns out, it will be chilly and I'll probably be all bundled up on any birthday outing I have anyway, but we'll see. I have been making an effort to go grocery shopping more, to buy food that will help and not harm with this mission, and I've started my daily walk home again. I still have to do some things to the bike (lights, reflectors, figuring out how to make the wheels non quick release) and then I plan to start biking around. Specifically to work but also for fun. I go back and forth with wanting to run. I know it will be incredibly hard at first, suck and then suck a little more, but I don't see myself as a gym person. I went to a college that had a gym that was basically free for me to use (i.e. paid with fees/tuition) and and I went a few times and then gave up on it. I'm more much successful with exercise when its part of just daily life (walking home, riding a bike, hiking). When it doesn't feel like a chore then it works well.
Hard to believe I'm going to be 27 soon. Also hard to believe I'm living in a city, in California. I suppose in the end life just works itself out. But I do feel as though I need to make some move. Grad school? An internship to work in a native plant nursery and do restoration in a park? I don't know if being a writer is my dream job anymore or if working in a native plant nursery and doing restoration is. I do know that I don't want to work in an office, I would like to work outside a little more, I'd like to do something that feels as though it matters. But the internship to get the job would be a sacrifice. I've gotten used to actually having money. Not like I'm going on shopping sprees or anything, but I don't worry about it. I'm comfortable. This is nice. I can go visit my sister and her newborn baby and I can do it. I can plan trips and they feel attainable. I can buy new shoes or a new outfit when needed. Can I give that up for a few months to a year of skimping by on an intern's pay so I can hopefully get a regular job? I can, especially if its something I love.
Sigh. We'll see I suppose.
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