Saturday, December 16, 2017

shareholder value

I woke up this morning feeling slightly less like death than I have the past few days - it helped that I blocked off my calendar until 10am, which meant that I actually got some decent sleep. Of course, my lyft driver took me to the office while listening to a weird combo of Rammstein and Red Hot Chili Peppers, which was not the most relaxing way to start my day (especially since I hadn't had coffee yet).

But work was good today - some meetings, a nice lunch with Alice (nice in terms of conversation; I plated a really weird mishmash of food that didn't make any sense and wasn't particularly tasty), and a lot more meetings this afternoon.

I left before four, though, to meet up with Katrina, whom I hadn't seen in a while - we had drinks at Hi Dive, which is a dive bar on the water that may or may not have rats (we saw no signs, but it seems like a plausible rumor). But then we had to adjourn - I met up with Chandlord and Santy Claude at Benjamin Cooper. There was drank, met some randos of Vidya's (although it's always great to hang out with Adam!, and eventually walked to Chisme, which is like a fast casual place with way better tacos than takeout Mexican).

Of course, Adit and Priyanka came too, and the Priyanka left before Adit, Chandlord, Adam and I adjourned to the nearby bar hidden beneath the Liholiho Yacht Club. The bar was super fun, and my second drink (which Adit ordered) was way more drinkable than whatever else I could have gotten.

But now I'm falling asleep as I write this - goodnight!

Friday, December 15, 2017

i feel it coming

I know I often say I'm beyond tired, but tonight I really mean it. I woke up at 5:45 this morning so that I could beat traffic to the south bay, and I was successful - even if it meant taking my makeup and my hair dryer with me, since every minute I spent in SF this morning would make my commute about two minutes longer later. Leaving that early meant I successfully reached Mountain View in an hour (unheard of) - but it also meant that I'm wrecked.

I then had work allllll day, as I do (although I wrote for about twenty minutes this morning). By six I was definitely done, so I went to a different, fancier building on campus, where I ate dinner and wrote for two hours while waiting for traffic to die down. Then I drove back to the city and wrote from 9:45 until now - but I finished a short story I was trying to write and sent it off to the blogger who asked me for it, and now at least that's over.

And now I'm going to sleep - I blocked off part of my morning, which means I might actually get eight (or nine, if I'm greedy and willing to be late to something) hours of sleep. Goodnight!

Wednesday, December 13, 2017

i'm practicing your name so i can say it to your face

I'm so ridiculously tired - I only had five possible hours of sleep last night and I kept waking up during that already-too-short interlude, so I awoke this morning already feeling like death. But I made it to the airport, grabbed something to eat, boarded my flight, slept fitfully, and wrote for a little bit. I landed in SFO sometime shortly after nine a.m. here, but I was dragging from exhaustion, so it took awhile to get out of the airport and pick up my rental car.

But I got a sleek new Nissan Rogue, which I like quite a bit - not nearly as big as last trip's Chevy Tahoe, but it's a nice small SUV. And I stopped at Philz on the way to work so that I could get some more caffeine into my bloodstream. Thus fortified, I worked until almost six...I didn't get nearly enough done, but c'est la vie.

Then I cut out and drove to Palo Alto, where I took a twenty-minute nap in my car that may have been the only thing that saved me. And then I had dinner with the original Jen Lui at Mayfield Cafe (owned by the same group that owned my beloved Des Amis - this place isn't the same, but my short ribs were pretty tasty, so I'll take it). Jen was great, and I'm glad we were able to hang out...

...but now that I'm at my hotel (in the city, which was SUPER DUMB since now I have to drive back down tomorrow), I'm going to bed. Goodnight!

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

she wants to break up every night

Today didn't go quite as planned, mostly because I spent too much time messing around while getting ready (thus losing free time that I'd meant to spend writing or working), and then packing and straightening up my house and taking care of menial tasks took my whole night. And now I'm only going to get five hours of sleep, which is rather unfortunate...so I should probably go to bed immediately. Goodnight!

Monday, December 11, 2017

you want paradise, but someday you'll pay the price

I want to keep writing, but I need to stop staring at screens....conundrum. Today was pretty good, all in all, but I probably should have relaxed a bit more at some point. I woke up at 6:45 (shocker), which enabled me to be at my desk by 7:45 (double shocker), and I wrote for an hour (extra triple quadruple shocker). I still haven't finished the short story I'm working on, but I've written ten pages between yesterday and today, which is about ten more pages than I've written in the last two months, so I'll take it.

But I eventually had to go into work, where I grabbed breakfast and then worked nonstop from 9:30 to 5:30. Then I ordered a gluten free pizza to pick up on the way home, came here, and watched an episode of Top Chef to decompress. And then I pulled the laptop back out and wrote some more. And now, although I want to keep writing, I'm going to go to bed - goodnight!

Sunday, December 10, 2017

i was lightning before the thunder

Today was pretty great, all in all - still hermity, but in a much better mood than I was yesterday. I got tons of sleep, then spent the morning/early afternoon dealing with more house stuff. That included unpacking the last box in the living room, which was super exciting - I still have a few more things in the living room to put away, but it's almost done.

And then, you will be shocked to know, I actually wrote a few pages. Yes, I'm surprised too. I only got it together because I'm already running late on turning in a short story that I promised someone, but I had a great idea for it, and I think it will come together tomorrow if I get out of the office in time to focus. Or, alternatively, I'll write before work - but that requires going to sleep right now so I can get up in time to do it.

So after the writing, I talked to my parents for like an hour and a half, and then talked briefly to my sister, and then spent some more time organizing stuff. And then I thought I was going to briefly skim a couple of old scenes since my story idea has to do with a minor character in a previous book - but instead I reread a bunch of Lucy/Max's book, along with big chunks of the two books before that. It's an odd feeling, rereading stuff from a year or more ago - some of it is still vivid, and some I don't remember writing at all. But the main takeaway was that I was really proud of how those books turned out, so I should probably get back to writing more books sooner rather than later.

Unfortunately, though, the day job requires my attendance tomorrow - so it's time for bed. Goodnight!

Saturday, December 09, 2017

raise your glass

I should have gone to a holiday party tonight...but despite getting my nails done this afternoon, I simply wasn't feeling it. I really would have liked to have gone out in general, but I needed a break from coworkers (even though I like my coworkers!) - my job has taken over my life in rather dramatic ways, and this is my last full weekend at home until January, so I decided to indulge in my desire to be a hermit rather than doing the good corporate-citizen thing and going to the party.

This was, in some ways, driven by yesterday, when I worked straight from 8am to 3:45pm (with a ten-minute break for some furniture guys to deliver a new tv stand), and then dashed over to the Boulder County offices to get new license plates for my car. That task was accomplished fairly well, and then I took a break to go shopping (ironically, for something to wear tonight, which turned out to be unnecessary). But when I came home, I really wanted to do nothing, so I ate something unmemorable (having turkey burgers and fries in the freezer made for something easy, but not particularly great), drank a bottle of wine, and watched the end of Project Runway. I also, stupidly, totally unnecessarily, stayed up until after 1am, which made this morning painful...

...because I had to get up and put some clothes on, since I was expecting a tv delivery. I'd bought a tv from Amazon on Black Friday and selected today for the delivery, and it's really humongous - perhaps too humongous, since it's almost twice as big as my previous tv, but it's rather delightful to have a big tv and access to all the content I've missed in the last decade. The delivery didn't arrive until 10:45, and they weren't quite as helpful setting up as I'd been led to believe - they put the legs on backwards, which I luckily noticed before they left since it would have been impossible to change by myself - and even then, they weren't centered, but that was something I was able to take care of when I noticed it later.

But it's all good, and you can probably guess that the tv was a bigger draw than the party. After I set up the tv, I took a nap, ate some leftover pasta for a late lunch, and called [censored] to discuss [censored]. Then I got a mani/pedi - I think I found a good place, and it's walking distance from my house (although I drove because I was cold and lazy).

On the way home, I tested out a new grocery store (also walking distance to my house) and, on a whim, bought some stuff to attempt to make a thai green curry with pork and veggies. It turned out super yummy and was very easy - and I'll probably be eating a lot more of it, since that particular brand of curry sauce is legitimately whole30-approved and totally gluten free, and pulling it together was very simple.

Then, I made the gametime decision to bail on the party and curled up to watch three episodes of Top Chef (last season, which I didn't see). And now I'm going to attempt to be in bed before midnight (shocking) - goodnight!

Thursday, December 07, 2017

i been up all night, no sleep

I need to go to bed immediately - happily, it's my bed in Boulder for the next few days, not a bed in some other city (aka the city I actually had a bed in for ten years). I woke up this morning at 5:30am after less than six hours of sleep, which was a v. unwelcome start to the day - but I made it to the airport in time to have my favorite Mexican breakfast, so I guess it was okay. I spent the first part of the flight sleeping and the second part working, as per usual. When I got to Denver, I grabbed a coffee to keep me going, and then drove to the office, where I made it with two minutes to spare for a meeting (yes, that felt v. jetsetter; no, my life really isn't very glamorous).

But I only had one meeting, and then I promptly left the office to go to a team offsite. There are only five of us in Boulder right now, so it was the perfect-sized cozy group to go out for high tea. We went to the Boulder Teahouse, which was, oddly enough, built in Tajikistan, disassembled there, shipped here, and reassembled - which made for a really interesting space. The food, though, was all traditional British teastuffs (although they had a v. excellent chai). The gluten free options were pretty decent, and the company was great (made even more great by a glass of sparkling wine, of course). It was a really fun way to spend a couple of hours, and definitely far more relaxing than spending the rest of the afternoon in meetings.

After that, I wandered around Pearl Street for awhile - I verified that there is a paper/pen/ink store here that is more than qualified to fill my needs (but I didn't buy anything, which is so shocking that I have to point it out). I did, however, buy overpriced mittens that are more suited for skiiers than jetsetters - my body is not ready for these below-freezing temperatures. And then I came home, turned the heat up (it was set to 58 and it was actually 58 when I walked in, which is different than past trips, where it warmed up enough during the day to prevent such shenanigans), huddled under a blanket while waiting for the heat to kick in, and inadvertently took a nap.

But eventually I had to do some work, so I did, and now I'm realizing I should have gone to bed an hour ago. "Should Have Gone To Bed An Hour Ago: The Sara Wampler Story" is probably the name of my memoir. Goodnight!

without ever letting you go

No blog - I have to get up in six hours to go to the airport, so I'm prioritizing sleep instead. Goodnight!

Tuesday, December 05, 2017

it's quiet uptown

I have a million things I haven't done, but I need to go to bed - my summit was successful today, but I didn't get enough sleep last night, and I was also out at dinner from 5pm to 9pm (slowest dinner ever - Salt House was delish, but between the pre-dinner drinks, the unnecessary appetizers, dinner, and tea, it was a lot of time). Still, I had fun hanging out with people - the benefit of a day job is that there are people to hang out with, and I am taking full advantage.

But now I need to sleep since I have meetings alllll day tomorrow and want time for breakfast beforehand - goodnight! 

death don't discriminate

I'm not too tired to blog, but I am feeling like I need to stop typing immediately and go to bed - a bed which is in SF, not Boulder, although I'm only here for a couple of nights and don't have time for fun. I spent the day working/getting ready to go, drove to the airport around 3:30, and had Cantina Grill and a couple of margaritas to get me in the right place for the turbulence leaving Denver (not too bad this time, but I successfully slept through most of the ascent, which was the goal!).

But I worked at the airport, and I worked some on the plane - and the plane was quite civilized, since it was twice as big as the number of passengers, so I had an empty seat next to me. Then I took a lyft into the city, checked into my hotel, and worked for another hour and a half. I'm in town for yet another summit (which sounds so important, but basically just means that I have one meeting that lasts all day instead of 9-18 meetings in 30-60min blocks)...so that means I won't get any actual work done tomorrow, and so I had to get a bunch done tonight.

So yes, that all sounds as boring as it was - but I'm weirdly in a good mood despite it, so I'll take it. Goodnight!

Monday, December 04, 2017

i'm willing to wait for it

I had an even more hermity day than yesterday, since I didn't bother to leave the house...but since I'll be gone for the next few days, I think I made the right call. The day mostly passed in a blur of house stuff - it's rather bizarre to be dealing with sooooo many clothes after spending many months this year wearing the contents of 1-2 suitcases at a time. I've done a crazy amount of laundry since moving in, since the stuff that was in storage needed to be washed - and the laundry extravaganza continued today. But I'm nearing the end of that situation, and my closets and dresser are getting very close to fully organized, which is delightful.

Of course, I promptly had to pull stuff out of my closet so that I could pack it. But that's the way I roll now. I also took a long break this afternoon to talk to my parents (in fine form, especially when discussing murders/guttings/castrations - human murders, not raccoon murders! I'm shocked too!). I also talked to [censored] about [censored], which probably resulted in me talking him out of buying a [censored] even though I get a discount and my team supports it (this is why I'm in operations, not sales).

Then I made some spaghetti all'amatriciana (fucking delicious), cleaned up the kitchen post-cooking, and did some day job work. And now I must sleep, since tomorrow is coming all too soon (in fact, since it's 12:08am, I guess it's already here). Goodnight!

Sunday, December 03, 2017

last christmas i gave you my heart

I slept approximately a million hours last night, and I spent the morning lazing about reading all about nothing on my phone and in some magazines I'd stockpiled. I didn't do much this afternoon, either - I think I hit a wall on just about everything, and I was also feeling the beginning of a sore throat (which seems to have subsided thanks to all the sleep I had). So I eventually showered and went out in search of pho - it wasn't as good as the pho place I've been to in Denver, but it was pretty tasty and only five minutes from my house, so I'll most likely go back when I'm need of a pho phix (sorry, that was dumb).

I also had another outing to get my brows waxed - this place is a block from my house, which makes it super convenient. I think the girl did a good job and I think I liked her, but it made me miss my San Francisco beauty people all over again - I didn't connect with her the way I connected with Amanda, who was amazing at both brows and life. However, it was also like half the price of an SF brow wax, so maybe there's something to be said for that. And it was, as I said, less than two minutes to walk there - I also like Katie's waxing person in Denver better, but that requires planning ahead and making an appointment and driving to Denver. Yes, this is a #firstworldproblem, but it's one I need to figure out if I want to start establishing some routines here.

Anyway, after I got my brows waxed, I walked around a little bit, then came home and cleaned furiously for a couple of hours. I've barely been here the past month and I wasn't really unpacked before that, so I've neglected the actually cleaning even though I've been steadily trying to get things put away. But tonight I scrubbed the kitchen, mopped all the hard floors, cleaned both bathrooms, and vacuumed the stairs, so things are looking much better. I need to vacuum upstairs tomorrow, and I also need to put some clothes away, and I also need to pack for California again...but all of that can wait for morning.

When I was done with that, I watched an episode of Project Runway (only one or two more left of this season, and I was bummed about who went home on the episode I watched tonight - but I know if I look up what she's been up to since the show, I'll find out immediately who won, so I'll have to stay in suspense until I watch the rest of it tomorrow). Then I spent too much timing making lists and messing around online, since there's a lot of things I want to accomplish tomorrow (and this month)...but the best way to accomplish any of it is to get some sleep first. Goodnight!

Saturday, December 02, 2017

my perfect rock bottom

I'm back in Boulder and back in my own bed, which hopefully means I'll get some solid sleep - and hopefully also means that I won't be confused in the middle of the night like I was a couple of nights ago, when I got out of bed at three a.m. to use the bathroom, walked there without really opening my eyes or turning on the lights...and promptly hit my head on the wall by the shower, because I didn't remember that corner being there and was probably picturing some other hotel bathroom layout in my head. Oops.

So as you might have guessed from last night's post, today was an exercise in pain. I'm lucky that I woke up at seven, since I hadn't set my alarm for the right time and I was supposed to leave at 7:45 (and I needed to shower and still hadn't packed). I went to bed at two last night after far too many drinks with about ten people from the offsite - it all started very sedately with a happy hour at four p.m., but after most people left, I discovered myself with a bunch of people from the Dublin office, all of whom were determined to keep the party going. So we adjourned to another bar down the street and stayed until after one, which was really totally unnecessary (but very fun, and the best way to get to know the Dublin crew better).

But that made today pretty bleak - I definitely had a hangover when I woke up, and I also had to take a lyft from the hotel to my car (less than a mile away) because I'd obviously had to leave it in downtown Sunnyvale overnight. Luckily, everything this morning went smoothly - Caroline and I grabbed the car, drove to the airport, returned the car (goodbye land yacht, my new friend!), got to the airport, and made it through security in time for me to have breakfast at Urban Tortilla, It was totally out of my way, but Mexican breakfast is a lifesaver.

I slept throughout the flight, as you might have guessed. When I landed in Denver, I ran into one of the guys on my team who happened to be on the same flight, so I offered him a ride into Denver proper - I had thought I'd hit my introvert wall, but it was nice to have someone to talk to so I wouldn't fall asleep while driving. When I got to Denver, I dropped him off, then went to Avanti and ate some truly excellent gluten free pasta. Katie and I had plans to meet up tonight, but when she left work we agreed that we didn't really want to hang out at Avanti - instead, I met her at Lola's, which is tasty Mexican food (you can tell that Mexican food and pasta were what my hangover needed). We had a great time there, with way too much queso and some v. insanely spicy margaritas (probably a good thing, since I was not in a place where I really needed to finish my drink).

Then we went back to her place and I said hi to the girls, who are adorable as always. Katie put the girls down and James and I talked about work and watches for awhile, and then Katie/James/I kept talking until 9:30 or so. I could have spent the night there, but I really wanted to be in my own bed tonight, so I drove here - where I promptly took a nap (although a nap at ten p.m. is a bad idea). And now I'm going to bed for real - goodnight!

Friday, December 01, 2017

Thursday, November 30, 2017

more cowbell

I don't feel like blogging. The summit went well today, but I'm exhausted - events require a lot of on time, and they always drain me even when I'm getting a lot of inspiration from them. Today was no exception - I had a lot of fun in the morning session, both with what I participated in and what I led, and then I had a short and sweet lunch before loading people up in my ridiculously large rental and heading to San Jose.

I parked in a garage when we arrived, and we were cutting it so close to the maximum height that we were all ducking (completely uselessly) as I was going up the ramps. Then we had a sushi making class - it was fun, but they turned it into a competition that none of us had any interest in, and I hope no one is a natural typhoid carrier because we all were touching all the food.

But it was fun despite all that, and I stayed until the bitter end (as is my wont). Then I drove people back to mountain view, got to my hotel, called my parents (my niece's new baby is having emergency surgery tomorrow to correct a stomach problem - hopefully he'll be okay), too a nap, and spent the rest of the night in the bar drinking wine and answering email. #partyanimal

And now I must sleep - goodnight!

Tuesday, November 28, 2017

not a yes sir, not a follower

I should close my laptop and go to bed - I got back to my room around 8pm and have been working steadily since then to try to catch up on stuff that is slipping through the cracks of my packed calendar. Today was good, though; I made it to the office (after a bit of a scare on the freeway when the back window on my ridiculously oversized Tahoe came open without me seeming to have done anything to open it), had breakfast, and then sat in summit sessions all day.

But it wasn't that onerous - we had an hour and a half for lunch (which gave me time to change into a Snow White dress and a panda head - don't ask, it was v. professional), and a happy hour from three to five, so it could have been worse. Then I ended up having dinner in downtown Sunnyvale with Christine (from Boulder) and Marty (from Dublin) and his wife (also, obvi, from Dublin). But I'm glad dinner ended early, since I needed some time to myself (with my laptop, my steady companion).

And now it's time to sleep - goodnight!

Monday, November 27, 2017

half of my heart is in Havana

I need to go to bed immediately so that I can get eight hours of sleep before I have to wake up and go to work. I'm sitting in a hotel room in California, as I so often am - this morning was a bit of a scramble to get ready, but I made it to the airport in time to have lunch (and a margarita) at Cantina Grill. [censored] will either be pleased or displeased to know that they've revamped their menu - I had a burrito bowl, which I thought was waaaaay better than the burrito bowls of the past, but it also had green beans next to the rice/refried beans/chicken, so your mileage may vary. For me, at least, it was v. tasty and v. welcome. And the margarita was welcome too, since it took enough of the edge off my nerves to survive the couple of minutes of rather intense turbulence during the ascent out of Denver and over the edge of the Rockies.

But once the turbulence subsided, I had a v. easy flight - I worked the whole way, answering emails that I'd been neglecting, which puts me in great shape to neglect emails again this week during my time in California. When I landed, I grabbed a coffee and headed to the rental car center, where I checked in, got my car...and discovered that while I had paid for a nice boring intermediate car (like a Hyundai), I instead got a Chevy Tahoe. They were completely out of midsized sedans, so it was either take a gigantic SUV or drive a minivan. I have some pride remaining, so I opted for a Tahoe. I undoubtedly looked totally ridiculous in it, and as I was leaving, the guy at the gate (who makes sure you're not stealing the cars) took an abnormally long time to check everything out on my license/receipt, and then asked me if I was okay. I have no idea what that question meant, but I can only assume that he doesn't think that people who look like they're twelve should be driving an SUV.

sssanyway. I drove around in a loop and returned to the airport, where I picked up Caroline, who flew in from Denver on the flight after mine. She's my peer, and our manager was having all of us over for dinner tonight before the summit, so I drove us straight there. Dinner was fun (although glutenous, since no one asked before ordering lasagna for the catering...but I had a v. nice meal of salad and a bunch of the salami/prosciutto/cheese/olives from the appetizer tray, so it was cool) - I chatted with a bunch of people, and we had a musical interlude when my boss's four-year-old gave a dance performance (he rocked out to 'Under the Sea', 'Single Ladies' as sung by the Chipmunks, and 'Let It Go', which was quite the medley - but he was actually super talented).

But now I'm totally unpacked, ensconced in my bed, and eager to use it for sleep instead of for internet activities - goodnight!

i'm gonna stand by you

I need to go to bed RIGHT NOW - I have to leave for the airport in eleven hours, and I haven't packed and I also need to do a bunch of work in the morning. Lol. But today was mildly relaxing (I laid in bed reading news until ten) and also moderately productive (four loads of laundry, an office that is mostly organized, a semi-complete Christmas list, and a bunch of other tasks resolved). I didn't leave the house, but I did talk to my parents (as usual) and Terry (totally unusual, since I haven't been keeping in touch with anyone the last couple of months) - so at least I had some social interaction, even though I could use about a week of hermitville right now.

But I don't get a week of hermitville - instead I get a week of an offsite/onsite, which sounds thoroughly exhausting right now but will probably be fun when I get there. Goodnight!

Sunday, November 26, 2017

push and pull like a magnet too

Everyone is gone and I want to do absolutely nothing. I woke up at 6:45 to say goodbye to Mark, Kathy, and Drewbaby, then promptly went back to sleep for another hour. But I had to get up again to eat, make coffee, shower, and say my farewells to [censored], who drove back to [censored] today. I also spent some time talking to Aunt Becky and conned Uncle Brian into putting my new windshield wiper blades on, so that was great.

But eventually I had to leave - today's main errand was getting a car inspection so I can complete my Colorado registration. That went as smoothly as it could have gone, and I was home by one. Then I ate a sandwich, sat around, and succumbed to the lure of a long nap.

After that, I was pretty useless the rest of the day - I was trying to get my office unpacked so I could start writing again, but I was v. slow and prone to procrastinating. I also spent way too much time on Twitter, which I haven't done in two months - at first it felt good to be back, but I can already sense how much happier (or something) I am when I ignore it.

But now I should sleep - I forced myself to take a break and read a home decorating magazine, which was a good break. But now I must sleep - goodnight!

Friday, November 24, 2017

listen to your heart when he's calling for you

Family Thanksgiving fun is coming to an end...we are all slowly succumbing to fatigue, so even though it's only 10:30, I think I'm headed to bed soon. I spent last night on an air mattress in the tv room, which we blew up using Becky's hair dryer - and I realized, much later, when I landed perilously close to the floor, that the hot air contracted over the course of several hours, so I needed to add some more at five a.m. But I slept pretty well, all in all, and then woke up at eight to discover that everyone else had been awake for hours (#losers).

So, I made everyone some frittatas - leek, ham, hashbrowns, and cheese, which were my favorite breakfast last year when I was living in SF. They turned out really well despite the altitude, and everyone seemed to enjoy it despite the fact that it was brunch rather than breakfast. Or, I bought the love of some of them via mimosas, which several of us enjoyed.

Then, I showered, and we all generally hung out the rest of the afternoon. Katie came out because she couldn't deny the lure of my company any longer, and she brought James, Anne, Julia, and her sister Amy with her. They spent two or three hours here and ate a late lunch - Aunt B made a v. delicious prime rib, which paired well with all of yesterday's leftovers (and there are still leftovers, lol). It was great to hang out with them, obvi, and I would have happily plied them with alcohol and kept them here all night....

...but they had responsibilities (aka Christmas tree shopping), so they left. Aunt Becky, Drewbaby, Aunt Kathy, and Uncle Brian went on a hike (which Kathy seemed to think was a death march, since they were cutting it close to the sunset and so couldn't stop to take pictures), and so I took that prime opportunity to take a long nap, which saved my life. Then I hung out the rest of the evening, eating some leftovers, doing some Black Friday shopping, chatting with Racheal and Craig (who came back out), and generally chilling.

But now I should sleep - everyone is leaving tomorrow, and I need to get back to my place and accomplish a million things. Goodnight!

you better you better you bet

Happy Thanksgiving! I'm typing this on my phone and should have gone to bed 2 hours ago, but we had a really good Thanksgiving. I made it out of my apartment alive this morning despite seeing the guy with dementia in the parking lot (the same one who hit a car last week - exciting!). But the rest of the morning was pretty low-key - I made scrambled eggs for [censored] and Drewbaby, and then we loaded up our cars and headed south.

Aunt Becky made a veritable feast - turkey, ham, sweet potato casserole, corn casserole, layered lettuce, cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes, etc, etc. We say around and snacked while that was all coming together (well, we didn't all sit around - Aunt Kathy was actually helping). Uncle Brian's daughter Rachael and her family joined us, so we had a really nice dinner....

... Then, I called my parents, took a very brief nap while everyone else talked around me, and then we played games for like eight hours. We played a lot of some dice game, and then some word games, and then a lot of cards against humanity. There was also a lot of varieties of alcohol flowing, so I'll probably have a hangover... But I got to eat some of the delicious A&E french onion dip that [censored] brought me, so all is right with the world.

And now I must sleep - goodnight!

Wednesday, November 22, 2017

i tuck you in homie buenas noches

I had a family-filled day today, which started by making [censored] for [censored] (I only burned a little bit of it!) while also cleaning up my place. Several other family members showed up just after noon, and after a tour of my place (rather easy, since bathrooms and bedrooms are self-explanatory), we all had lunch. We went to the Boulder Depot, since we like train themes, and the food was pretty tasty - my gluten free flatbread w/barbecue chicken was super delish, and Aunt Kathy's potato chip nachos, while late to arrive, looked pretty awesome too.

Then we went to Pearl Street and wandered around. Wandering got tiring, especially since we weren't buying anything, so we ended up at the Hotel Boulderado, where we had a drink in the bar. The hotel is Victorian and v. nicely renovated, so that was fun interlude.

Then the real adults went back to Castle Rock, and [censored], Andrew [drewbaby], and I hung out the rest of the night. I left them to fend for themselves while I bought some more groceries, and then we had dinner at a place called Verde - it was quite good, and I'm glad I've found a Mexican place with decent enchiladas, since I wasn't sure about Denver's Mexican scene (although it's not Cali-Mex, so it will never be quite as good anyway). Then we walked across the street to the Outback Saloon - it was a dive bar in the best way, and while it was super empty when we arrived (at seven, lol), it was filling up for karaoke by the time we left. We had three rounds and lots of conversation, and I could have stayed all night...

....but instead we came home, and now I need to sleep immediately if I'm going to make it to Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow. Goodnight!

honey, i'm good

I probably should have gone to bed two hours ago, but no rest for the wicked. I did, however, rest this morning (albeit fitfully) - since I didn't go to bed until after one a.m. last night, I let myself sleep until 8:30. However, I'm realizing that I don't sleep all that well when I stay up late answering emails forever, so my sleep was a little disrupted - but I got up, showered, dressed myself, drank some coffee, and took my first meeting from home so that I didn't feel too rushed.

I probably would have worked from home all day, but I had no food in the house beyond a single egg and a can of tuna, so I went to the office and let them feed me. I had meetings straight through until almost six p.m., and then I stopped at Whole Foods to rectify the grocery situation. When I got home, I ate some peanut butter and toast (v. exciting, actually, since I bought peanut butter for the first time since moving in), sent a few work emails, and then tried to organize all my clothes.

Sometime after ten p.m., though, I had to stop - [censored] arrived, fresh from [censored] (although he perhaps didn't feel that fresh, since it was an eleven hour trip from [censored]). He brought me three containers of [censored], which was a super thoughtful gift, and also a sack full of [censored] that has accumulated at home over the past few months. So, we sat on my couch and caught up for awhile, which was delightful - but he could no longer bear the pain in his [censored] after the drive, and we both needed to sleep. So, it's bedtime - goodnight!

Tuesday, November 21, 2017

secret love song

No blog tonight - I was in the office by 8:45 this morning, left at six, ran errands and ate, and then worked straight from 8pm to midnight (with a break to talk to Katie and another break to do some laundry). So, I think it's time to stop looking at screens so I can try to sleep - goodnight!

Sunday, November 19, 2017

please don't make any sudden moves

Today was great, but I'm totally wiped out and unfortunately have a ton of work to do over the next couple of days so that I can relax over Thanksgiving. I slept for nine hours last night, which helped, and then got up, hung out, called my dad for his birthday (happy birthday, Papa Wamp!!!), and then made breakfast for Drewbaby and me. Breakfast was not particularly satisfying because I cooked the hashbrowns poorly (too many hashbrowns, not enough oil) and broke my egg yolks, but Andrew didn't complain, so I guess it worked.

Then we both showered and eventually left the house. We decided to drive up into the mountains to check things out, and I'm really glad we did - ten minutes from my house is a whole different world of rocks and forests, and we saw some truly gorgeous landscapes. We drove from Boulder to Nederland, which is a quirky little town with several competing tourist traps (a frozen dead guy festival, a hand-carved carousel ride, and a restaurant made out of train cars). We explored the town a little bit and had hot drinks at a coffee shop that was hosting a book festival (aka one guy sitting in the corner hoping to sell a book). All in all, it was a v. successful stop.

Then we wound through the mountains on a different road and ended up in Golden, where we had a late lunch in a building that was Colorado's original territory capitol. After that, we drove down to Aunt Becky's, where we said hi to her and then promptly got in the car again to go to a faraway liquor store to stock up for Thanksgiving. All in, I drove over two hundred miles today - but it was #worthit, as they say.

We went back to Becky's after buying liquor, and we hung out there for a couple of hours and had dinner with her and her scandalous pirate husband. Around eight p.m., though, we had to call it a night, and Andrew and I drove back to Boulder. When I got here, I cleaned a bit, took care of my face, and did some work + some internet browsing until now - and now I really need to sleep. Goodnight!

Saturday, November 18, 2017

all my friends are heathens take it slow

It's very dangerous that I think that my vacation has already started, since I'm working Monday and Tuesday this week and need to get a million things done. But today was an exercise in getting personal things done + relaxing. I spent most of the morning doing things around the house, with some success, and I also talked to my parents....

...and then I was almost murdered. Technically it probably would have been vehicular manslaughter, and I was 45+ seconds removed from the moment where I could have died, which is a lifetime (literally) when it comes to freak accidents. But I took a bunch of recycling through the parking lot to the bins, and on the way back, I watched a guy back directly into the car behind him (across the parking lot that our units all park/walk in), pushing that car into the garage behind it. He was super confused, and I have run into him before - my guess is that he has major dementia and probably doesn't live here anymore, but shows up occasionally thinking he belongs there. He tried to leave after hitting the car, using the rationale that his own car still started and so he was good to go, but the people who happened to be around stopped him, and the paramedics and police came shortly thereafter and further investigated the situation. I'm glad he and the other people in the parking lot at the time were okay, but given how confused he was (when he tried to leave the first time, he was still in reverse and damaged the car/garage he'd hit even worse), someone could have been seriously hurt.

sssanyway. That's not how my life in Boulder usually is, and that's not how the rest of my morning went. I'm still not totally unpacked, but I made some more progress today before showering. Then I drove to the airport to pick up Drewbaby (my only cousin on my dad's side) - he's in town for the week for Thanksgiving, but we had some solo time today. We put it to v. good use - we hung out at my place for awhile, then walked the length of Pearl St to scope out our options. We ended up at Next Door, which I've been to before and wholeheartedly recommend. After dinner and a couple of drinks there, we walked down the street to Eureka!, where I had three more glasses of wine while talking to Andrew (pour one out for 'Drew', which is what my family used to call him) and watching the Stanford/Cal game (#fearthetree). We had a great, meandering conversation, and I'm looking forward to more tomorrow...but for now, I really need to sleep. Goodnight!

i'm only one call away

Today went pretty much perfectly, but I just stayed up too late and need to go to bed immediately. But until now, things probably couldn't have gone much better. I woke up a little after seven solely because Hamilton tickets went on sale for Des Moines this morning - Des Moines somehow scored one of the earliest stops on the touring show, and Hamilton is there for three weeks next summer. I logged two computers and two phones into the online waiting room during the 45min before the official opening of the digital line, since the policy was that anyone in the waiting room would be randomly assigned a place in the line at 9am. My phones both had an hour-plus wait when the line opened, but one laptop only ended up waiting for twenty minutes - so I grabbed four tickets for a matinee show, which means I can take my parents and [censored] if they choose to accept this mission.

That all went so much more smoothly than expected - I was sure that I wouldn't get tickets at all, or that they would be single-seat nosebleeds. So, my day was already set by nine a.m. But it continued to go well even after that - my furniture delivery showed up at ten, and the Room and Board guys were waaaay better than the Crate and Barrel dudes - R&B delivered two beds, a mattress, a dresser, two nightstands, and a bench/ottoman without complaining at all about the stairs, unlike the C&B guys. The furniture all looks great, and I'm super happy with it - and I can confirm that my bed frame is good because I took a nap on it this afternoon, so the initial test run went really well.

I spent the rest of the day alternating between day job stuff and unpacking stuff (plus a quick run to Target to buy another swathe of housewares). I was done by 5:15, though, and I walked around the block to get my hair cut - it was starting to look a little bedraggled, and at some point I'm going to have to find a stylist here despite my love for my SF stylist. I'm on the fence about the woman who cut my hair tonight - I think she did a good job, but my bangs are a little too blunt and her blowout wasn't nearly as good as Lauren's (but then, no one's is). So I may try another salon or two before I commit to a new relationship....

Then I came home and spent most of the evening doing housework. My end tables for my living room came yesterday and I had intended to ply Drewbaby (my cousin Andrew) with beer and tell him they were a puzzle to solve, but I decided to put them together myself. I also rolled out my new rug, which was just slightly too wide for the space, so I need someone to help me lift the couch (which is horrendously heavy because it's a sleeper sofa) so I can tuck the edge of the rug underneath it.

But things are coming together - not fast enough to look polished and well decorated for Thanksgiving, but fast enough that I might actually feel settled in the next few days. Isn't that a novel idea? And now I'm desperate to sleep - goodnight!

Thursday, November 16, 2017

glory and gore go hand in hand

I had a pretty decent day today, although I need some more downtime soon - I think I've overloaded my brain with information and things are starting to ooze out my ears. But I got some decent sleep last night, didn't rush myself getting ready, went to the office at 10, and had meetings straight through to 4:15 (no, no break for lunch, but a meeting ended ten minutes early so I was able to grab something on the way to the next one). Somehow, only six hours of meetings feels weirdly luxurious - yes, something is wrong with that picture.

But tonight was great - I left the office as soon as my last meeting was over, drove to Denver, and had happy hour/dinner with Katie. We went to Root Down instead of our usual hotspot, and Root Down is definitely way better - I mean, I love our usual place, but the food at Root Down is great and the bar vibe is way more interesting. I had a Don Draper (which was basically an old fashioned), followed by some wine, and Katie had a couple of other cocktails, and we shared a bunch of food - sweet potato fries, some delish bbq brisket tacos, arepas so good that we had to order another one to split, and a perfect beet salad. It was all so yummy that I'm getting hungry again just typing this.

Of course, we had a lot to catch up on, since I hadn't seen her in almost three weeks - and in those three weeks, I'd been to India, California, and here (here being theoretically the easiest, but also the hardest since I'm just unpacking and fighting about cupcakes all the time). So we took our time over dinner, going deep into gossip about #smalltownlife, and it was all wonderful.

Then we went back to her house, where Anne and Julia promptly attacked me - and by that I mean they attempted a makeover, which resulted in Julia brushing my hair with a stegosaurus. I could have gone home when they went to bed, but my hair looked so crazy that I was definitely going to get pulled over for drunk driving even though I was sober - so I stayed and combed my hair for real while Katie helped James start the bedtime routine, and then Katie came back downstairs and we talked for awhile longer. I'm never ready to leave, but eventually I had to - I have a bunch of stuff fairly early tomorrow (all of which is personal, so don't shed any tears for me), so I should go to bed.

So I came home, bringing with me my old succulent friend - I'd brought a succulent with me from California when I left SF last winter, and I'd left it with James for safekeeping. He not only kept it alive, but he repotted it in a cute little pot with decorative rocks, so it was probably super sad to leave his tender care for my indifferent oversight. sssanyway, the drive home was uneventful, and now I need to sleep - goodnight!

now that i'm not the fire in the cold

#sorrynotsorry for not blogging last night - I woke up in a bad mood and stayed there the whole day, exacerbated by getting worked up to a totally unnecessary degree about cupcakes (yes, it's possible to get really angry about free food - but it was the principle of the thing, I promise). So I spent last night cooking a lot (chicken tortilla soup and also a whole bunch of tomato sauce to put in the freezer), which helped me to feel better, and then I watched two episodes of Project Runway and went to bed.

Today got off to a better start - but I had meetings allll day, which was too much. When I left, I spent some quality time in the parking lot talking to my parents, and then I went to Target to get some home goods (one of which was supposed to be a vacuum, but I showroomed them and then ordered one on Amazon to get delivered Friday). Then I came home, ate some leftover soup (so yummy), and spent three hours doing serious house stuff - organizing, unpacking, setting up my humidifier, scrubbing my kitchen floor, two loads of laundry, etc., etc.

But I stopped an hour or so ago and spend the last hour taking a break of sorts - maybe 11pm to midnight isn't a great break, but I had a glass of wine, put a moisturizing mask on my face, and caught up on my favorite Duchess of Cambridge style blog, so that was more of a break than I've had in awhile. I'm been going a little too hard on work stuff the past few weeks, so I'm really looking forward to taking Thanksgiving weekend off - but there's a lot of stuff to get through before then.

And now I should probably sleep - goodnight!

Monday, November 13, 2017

i'm going mad for a couple grams

Today was a pretty good day, all in all, but I've relapsed into workaholism. Yes, you knew this two months ago, but I'm a little slow on the uptake sometime. In my defense, I had a million and ten things to catch up on after the last two weeks out of the office, so it's no wonder that I wanted to get some shit done today - and also in my defense, I didn't get to the office until almost 9:30, so it's not like I lost sleep over getting to work.

But my inbox is still a lost cause, even after more hours at my desk than I've had in like a month. And I need to figure out a better ergonomic situation - with this much typing, my hands go numb, which is like a prime signal of carpal tunnel (best case) or a host of degenerative neurological or immunological diseases that I have a family history of (where my nightmares take me). But it's also likely that I've messed up my hands with all the unpacking I've done, or the forty-five minutes I spent with a screwdriver yesterday - unclear.

sssanyway. Work was good, and I left at five and stopped at Whole Foods. I was going to make soup tonight, but I instead ate all the skin off a rotisserie chicken, ate leftover pasta, and ignored the soup. #winning. I spent a couple of hours continuing the unpacking festival - I've now organized all of my bathroom drawers/toiletries, which is a win, and I've also organized my entry closet. That means the kitchen, master bedroom, bathroom(s), and hall closet are done - which leaves the living room, dining room, guest room, and office. I can see some light at the end of the tunnel (not my carpal tunnel, unfortunately) - I'm pretty confident I'll be in good shape by the time my furniture shows up on Friday.

Then I answered emails and did work for the last three hours. And now I'm going to sleep - goodnight!

Sunday, November 12, 2017

don't let me down

I slept late this morning, but that was the extent of the relaxing that I accomplished today. When I finally got up, I started unpacking...and that was pretty much all I did today. Things are slowly coming together, although I don't think my place is going to be as tidy or pretty as I'd like by next weekend - I may be fully out of boxes, but I probably won't be at the point where I have photos on the walls or drawers that are organized instead of haphazardly filled in a fit of unpacking madness.

But I got a lot done today - mostly organizing books and shoes, which says a lot about my priorities. I can't fully organize my closets until my dresser shows up at the end of the week, but things are getting closer. I also did some laundry, made some delish eggs/bacon/hashbrowns for breakfast/lunch, ran the dishwasher, and put together two shoe racks - which took 45mins, because I bought them at Container Store, which insisted on making them 'sturdy' by using screws instead of pushing them together with plastic bits, and my lack of an electric screwdriver made this an onerous endeavor. Now I have a stripe of possible blisters on my right hand that, in another life, would have been prevented by my kettlebell calluses - but it's been so long since I've swung a kettlebell that my calluses are gone. This is another thing I need to start doing asap - but unpacking (and maybe some writing) comes first.

I did take a couple of breaks, though - mostly to have a long, leisurely talk with my parents, and also to chat with [censored], who was [censored] and so bored enough to talk to me. I also ate some leftover spaghetti carbonara, which was almost as tasty today as it was yesterday.

And now I should probably sleep - this week doesn't look like it's going to be nearly as onerous as the last few, but I need to get up relatively early and deal with the millions of tasks I've been ignoring recently. And at night, the unpacking fun will continue - lucky me. Goodnight!

i may be crazy don't mind me

Y'know, it's pretty nice to have a home. Perhaps the newness will wear off and I'll start itching for the open road again, but at the moment, homes feel pretty great.

I woke up this morning after getting less sleep than I wanted and more sleep than I'd had in awhile. I could have happily stayed in bed all day, but I wanted to make at least some attempt to start unpacking - home will be even better if it's organized. I spent most of the day focused on making progress in my office - I figured out how to arrange the furniture, and I dusted everything, and then I started unpacking the 15+ boxes of books that had sat in storage awaiting my return. Of course, I'm not done, but I made a good start, and I'm hoping I can make even more progress tomorrow.

However, I took a break around four (after some guy installed the blind to my patio - my landlord had sent him, and it was the last remodel-related task he had to take care of, so everything's in good shape). I had to pick up a package at my office, and I bought some groceries so I could cook dinner. When I got back, I spent some more time unpacking, but then I made spaghetti carbonara - and it was really fucking delicious, if I do say so myself.

Then I told myself I could watch one episode of Project Runway before getting back to unpacking. I stuck to my limit...but then I spent the past three hours looking at and eventually ordering some stuff online. Most of it came from Wayfair, which has some pretty delightful deals - I got a new rug for my living room, since I wanted to swap out my old Adit-inherited rug (which may serve as a rug pad for this rug, since I don't want to get rid of it but have nowhere to store it), and I also wanted to get a couple of end tables for my living room. I'm trying to thread the needle between my conflicting style interests (urban industrial, rustic farmhouse, hollywood regency glam), so we'll see if I succeed in putting together something cool or instead create something totally schizophrenic.

I also ordered a humidifier for my bedroom (crucial in Colorado - if I like it, I'll probably order two more) and a duvet insert for my guest bed (which isn't here yet, but I have hopes that the bed and the comforter will arrive before Drewbaby or [censored] want to sleep on it]. And I booked a hotel for my December trip to SF - although it turns out I now have another December trip, but that one is basically two nights and one day. Yes, that means I'm going back to California three times in the next five weeks. But I've got the next two full weeks in Colorado, so I want to make the most of them.

And now I really need to sleep - goodnight!

Saturday, November 11, 2017

leave her with a baby sitter, mama, call the grave digger

I'm suuuuuper tired, and also cold since I'd set my house temp to 58 degrees when I left and it's not fully warmed up again...but I'm back in Colorado, and so things are good. I got a solid eight hours of sleep last night, then showered, packed all my stuff, and checked out of my hotel. Luckily, between the fact that everyone in the bay area now works from home on Fridays and that it was also Veterans Day, the drive to the office only took twenty minutes, which was less than half the time it had been taking all week.

When I got to the office, you can probably guess what happened - yes, I had meetings all day. I forgot to block off time for lunch, so I had to be eight minutes late to one of them so I could grab food, but it could have been worse. I was done by 3ish, and so I left for the airport a bit early, which gave me time to eat and have a glass of wine and answer some emails while waiting for my flight.

The flight itself was uneventful - I slept most of the way and we got here twenty minutes early, which was about as good as it gets. I took a lyft to Katie's house, but I didn't see her - I'd left my car there, so I had to pick it up and drive to Boulder.

But now, I have the whole weekend stretching ahead of me and lots of things that I want to accomplish - starting with sleeping for eleven hours. Goodnight!

Thursday, November 09, 2017

i'm a rebel just for kicks

I was so exhausted today that there was a point where I thought I might faint. This was, of course, my own damn fault - I stayed up until 3:30am and woke up at 8:30 confused about why I was still alive instead of blissfully freed from my suffering. I know I said too much wine last night, but I wasn't even that inebriated - five glasses over eight hours is not a big deal, but it is when you also don't have enough food or water or sleep.

However, it was all worth it - I stayed up so late talking to people at this conference that I was attending, and it was great to network and get to know them (and all the other corporate words I've started using again). But today was rough. It didn't help that I got a flu shot yesterday, so I wonder if some of my weakness/fainting feeling was related to that. Either way, the fact that I had meetings straight from 11am to 5:30pm without a break was supremely unwelcome, and it took way more energy than it should have to get through them all.

But then I skedaddled (slowly) and drove up to San Carlos to have dinner with Anne and Barbara. It's not very far from Mountain View, but it still took an hour because the whole Bay Area is a total dystopian nightmare. However, our friendship is worth the pain - we had a lovely dinner at Vivace (which Shedletsky had introduced me to), and my gluten free pasta went a long way toward restoring my vitality. Barbara and Anne were in fine form, and it was great to take a break from work and talk about my other work (not that I'm writing at the moment, but I think things will quiet down a little at work after this and I'll hopefully be able to get back into it all).

When dinner was over, I drove to my hotel (farther from San Carlos than the office is, but the trip back only took 25mins), messed around on the internet, sent a few vital work emails, etc. And now I'm going to sleep - I have to get up and pack and vacate my room tomorrow, so wish me luck with that. Goodnight!

I'm in love with your body

Too much wine, not enough alone time. Goodnight!

Tuesday, November 07, 2017

eye of the tiger

Today went about as well as it could have gone, I think - my presentation (to three hundred people!) went pretty well, or at least well enough that my boss and team were pretty complimentary after, so that was good news. And I didn't introduce myself as Sara Ramsey by accident, so that was even better.

I also sat through presentations all day, and when I wasn't watching presentations, I was talking...and talking...and talking. Today's conference time ended with a dinner/mingle situation, at which I continued to talk to people, and I didn't get back to my hotel until almost ten p.m.

So, needless to say, I really need to sleep and unwind for a bit - so that's all you're getting tonight. Goodnight!

Monday, November 06, 2017

i hear the drums echoing tonight

I need to go to bed immediately - I have a couple of long days ahead and not nearly enough sleep stockpiled in my reserves to get me through. But today was good, although my brain is definitely fogged over with jetlag - which doesn't bode well for the presentation I have to give tomorrow, but hopefully adrenaline and caffeine will fix what ails me.

Anyway, I woke up this morning and was promptly late to my 9am meeting because it took 45min to get to the office instead of 20min (this is why I moved to Colorado, not that you would know that I've moved to Colorado since I'm never there). I had meetings literally all day, although one of them was a lunch meeting, so I got to eat, which I guess was a bonus.

However, it wasn't thaaaat bad - I successfully got out of the office at 3:30pm (with two coworkers in tow) and drove back to my hotel, where I registered for the conference that I'm attending. Then I snuck away from the throngs of people so that I could manage my jetlagged energy - I got an impromptu mani/pedi to make myself feel more like a well-groomed member of society, and then I spent the evening holed up in my room, eating room service and running through my preso and catching up on various and sundry tasks (like updating linkedin, which I hadn't updated in seven years, but I figured there was no time like the night before a public talk to make it happen).

And now I really need to sleep - goodnight!

Sunday, November 05, 2017

lay your weary head to rest

I don't feel like blogging tonight - I really need to go to bed right now if I want to get eight hours of sleep tonight (which is a v. necessary endeavor). I did get lots of sleep last night, but it wasn't enough to get rid of the post-India haze. When I woke up this morning, I had to shower, pack, and get out of my hotel - and I should have just come straight south to take care of tings. But I had a quick coffee/chat with Chandlord in lieu of brunch, and then I grabbed some pens at my favorite stationery store (my hotel was two blocks from it, so it's almost like I couldn't justify *not* stopping, amirite?), and then I grabbed my bags from the hotel and took a lyft to SFO, where I picked up a rental car for my upcoming week.

Then I drove to the glorious south bay, where I grabbed some coffee at Philz and did some not-so-glorious laundry at my office (India and planes wrought havoc on my jeans). I also talked to my parents while doing laundry, which was a good break. Then I checked into my hotel and was only nine minutes late to dinner with Heather (aka dear respected madam). We went to a v. old American style place (steak and potatoes, as opposed to new American, which is all about organic chicken and pureed celery root and kale and other abominations), and it was totally delish - my ribeye was great, and Heather had some of the best ribs I've tasted in awhile, and now my hair smells like barbecue and my stomach is happy.

Of course, my soul is quite delighted too - it's always good to see Heather, and we spent 2.5 hours together, which is never enough but was at least a good attempt at getting caught up. Then I came back to my hotel and actually unpacked, and now I must sleep - goodnight!

my name is slim shady

If I were to give in to my meditative internal state and live solely in the present, I would be asleep instead of writing this. Luckily, the time changes tonight - but since the time has changed for me on the majority of the nights in the last week, that isn't really all that exciting.


sssanyway. Today was all about indulging (#treatyoself). I got a surprising amount of sleep, although it wasn't enough to cure my jetlag. Then I had lunch (brunch, lunch, whatever) at my favorite cafe - Tony was in good form, and my huevos woke me up while the conversation made my heart happy.

Then, I went to Senspa - I was in dire need (@firstworldproblem, shut up) of a massage, so I headed out there to get some relaxation done. The massage was totally perfect, and I napped for at least half an hour after, which was pretty great.

Then, I took a quick shower and took a lyft to Lauren's (aka Subz's) - she had a baby (a real, live baby!) two weeks ago, and I wanted to say hi to the baby (but mostly to the mother). Then I came back to my hotel (after digging through the wine stash I left at Lauren's house), changed, and went out to the outer outer outer Sunset, where I hung out with Veronica and Adam and their dog and cat for quite some time. It all worked out - the conversation (and the margaritas, and the Grgich cabernet) was flowing, and I could have easily had another ten pages if I needed to sum this up more quickly.

[editor's note: I then went to Octavia with Veronica for a late dinner, but I fell asleep while finishing this entry, so I'll tell you about it tomorrow]

And now, really, I must sleep - goodnight!

Saturday, November 04, 2017

all the leaves are brown

I'm back in the US after a v. v. long couple of days. When last I blogged, it was late Thursday night my time...and now it's Sunday afternoon in India, but it's 1am on Saturday in San Francisco. In those intervening hours, there were no beds - only planes, ubers, lyfts, airports, and a brief visit to the Singapore office.

My flight from Hyderabad to Singapore was glorious, if only because it was less than half full and the flight attendants invited me to move to the back and claim a whole row to myself - which was long enough for me to be able to lie down, so I got a little more sleep than I might have. But it definitely wasn't enough - I arrived in Singapore feeling slightly like death, and I went straight to the office to try to recuperate. Luckily I work at a place where offices can help with recuperation - the Singapore office is one of the nicest I've been to anywhere, and the breakfast was to die for (all gluten, so literal dying, but soooo yummy). In a real shock, I ran into an old friend at breakfast (Tania, who worked with me and dear respected madam like ten years ago), so we caught up for fifteen minutes or so, which was great.

Then I answered a bunch of emails, drank as much caffeine as my heart could handle, and took a shower before meeting and having lunch with a team I'm going to be working with in Singapore. Then I answered a few more emails, had coffee with someone from that team, and went back to the airport, where I went back through customs, explored duty free, and had dinner and a bunch of wine at Wolfgang Puck before boarding.

The next eighteen hours passed in a blur - I slept pretty solidly from Singapore to Hong Kong, then went through security to get back on the place and continue the journey. From Hong Kong to SF I slept some more, had a nice chat with the woman sitting next to me (about to graduate from business school at Berkeley and looking at jobs in Singapore - I gave her unsolicited career advice, mostly in the form of 'whatever you do, don't take the job you're considering', but I doubt she'll heed it), read a book (PEAK, about the value of practice in improving performance, which seems obvious now that I write it like that), journaled, slept some more, etc., etc., etc.

Arrival in the US was seamless, thanks to Global Entry, and my CBP guy was friendly, so that was pleasant. Then I took a lyft into the city, checked into my hotel, wanted to crash immediately, and instead forced myself to sort through my clothes, unpack a bit, and figure out what/whether I need to wash anything to get myself through next week.

I also took a melatonin, and I'm hoping it kicks in so I can sleep eight hours - yes, I'm living the dream. Goodnight!

Thursday, November 02, 2017

no song tonight

I'm at the airport, and it was the smoothest check in I've ever experienced here - slowly but surely, it's becoming modernized, which is great but almost sad.

I had a solid day of meetings on 5.5hrs of sleep, so I'm totally wrecked - hopefully I'll sleep the whole way to Singapore. I also did a bit of unnecessary shopping and had dinner and drinks with Vishakha, which was a fun way to end my 96-hour odyssey.

But now I need to gather my things and prep for boarding - goodnight!

Wednesday, November 01, 2017

kal ho naa ho

I mistakenly took a two hour nap when I got home from dinner, but I really needed it, so #noregrets (although I may feel regrets while trying to sleep tonight, especially since I have to get up and pack/check out). Luckily I didn't die from the fish or the ice last night, so that was a real bonus.

Today was good, but long - definitely too much work, too much social time with people I don't really know, and not enough downtime. Still, it was all interesting stuff, so I'm not annoyed - just vaguely starting to feel the itch to prioritize myself again....

....which led into me stopping the writing of this blog to book a massage at my favorite spa in SF this weekend, followed by another twenty minutes of sending work emails. I'm either doing this totally right or really wrong, unclear.

Anyway, I had lots of chai, even more coffee, only felt like I was falling asleep during one meeting, didn't die during any of my cab rides, and had a delish dinner at a place called Mamagoto's, which is Asian-style (dumplings, noodles, rice bowls, etc., probably all of which had gluten, but I'm picking my battles this week). It's also right next door to the office and down the road from the apartments we lived in back in 2005 - if we'd had such deliciousness so close to us back then, it would have changed everything.

And now I must sleep (or pack and sleep in tomorrow if I think that's more viable) - tomorrow night I'll be on a plane to Singapore, so I don't know whether I'll blog, but you should just trust that I'm alive. Goodnight!

Tuesday, October 31, 2017

fishy business

I should have gone to bed an hour ago, but I'm wired and ready to stay up all night. It's probably good that I haven't really adjusted - and I weirdly haven't been super affected by the jetlag, although I have a 20-30min span every afternoon where I want to die. But maybe that's just the existential realization that nothing matters and we're all doomed, amirite?

j/k, j/k. I had breakfast at the hotel this morning, then went to the office and plowed through a bunch of work. I was v. fortified because I discovered the chai cart (not open during lunch, but open in the morning/afternoon), which was super delish. I had lunch with some of the team, then met with some of them, then went over to another office and spent the afternoon/evening with that group. They took me out for dinner somewhere called Fisherman's Wharf, which looked v. nice (better than many restaurants I've been to around here)....but I was alarmed by the fish aspect of the evening, since they pulled a dead fish out of a bucket and showed it to us before cooking it. I expect to die tonight. And if that doesn't kill me, the ice and the questionably washed jalapenos in my cocktail might do the job instead.

If I survive, remind me not to eat things just to be polite in the future (I'm sure I'll forget that lesson). Anyway, after dinner I went back to that office, caught a cab to my hotel, and worked for the last two hours. And now I need to sleep and conserve my energy for whatever vomiting may start later - goodnight!

Monday, October 30, 2017

welcome to the hotel california

I'm in Hyderabad, which was the expected (though perhaps not desired) outcome of all my flight time on Saturday/Sunday. Personally, I would have rather flown first-class to the Maldives or something, but instead I spent the last 4.5 hours of flying time on a small, shabby-ish plane from Singapore to Hyderabad, surrounded by a group of middle-aged men who all knew each other (and stood in the aisle around me so they could better talk to each other), and who were all drinking as much beer as possible and belching with equal enthusiasm. This, of course, was all rather unwelcome after the sixteen-hour flight from SFO to Singapore...

...but then I was picked up at the airport by both a driver and a security guard (my old friend Ismail, who now runs the cab program at work, hooked me up with the VIP treatment - although I felt I was more likely to be murdered by the security guard than the driver, since he didn't say a word to me while the driver was quite friendly). They whisked me to my hotel - being whisked anywhere is only possible at midnight, and only on the new toll road they built sometime since my last trip. That road is so fast, in fact (greater than thirty mph!!), that we were actually nearly hit by two expensive-looking sports cars that were racing each other. I have never seen a sports car here, and I have also never seen anyone racing - the competition here seems to be more about who can fit into the tightest space between two other vehicles, rather than who can go the fastest. So, things have definitely changed.

But some things haven't - I went to the office this morning and had coffee with Ismail before getting started, and it was great to see him. Then I met the team I'm working with here, had lunch, took a cab to another building to see a different team, and verified that the roads are just as horrible and chaotic as always if you try to cross town in the afternoon. Then I came back to the hotel, took an ill-advised but entirely necessary nap, had dinner (murgh makhani and garlic naan, and I don't even care that the naan was totally full of gluten because it was #worthit), and then worked through a variety of meetings and emails for the past three hours.

But now, it's 12:30am here, and I'm wide awake but am going to try taking a melatonin and sleeping anyway. Goodnight!

Saturday, October 28, 2017

i've got this sentimental heart that beats

I am sitting at the SFO Westin after a gloriously uneventful flight - I'm glad that everything was on time and easy, since it would have been stressful to be delayed before leaving for Singapore tomorrow morning. Getting ready to leave, however, was not relaxing - I was cutting it down to the wire, and my place will be a mess when I get back, which is my least favorite thing to deal with. However, since much of it still isn't unpacked, that wasn't really something I could solve today. And I took out my trash, cleaned out my fridge, ran the dishwasher, and recycled almost all the boxes that I'd unpacked so far, so things could be a lot worse.

Anyway, I scrambled and got out of the house by 2:15, which was ten minutes later than I'd wanted to, but I drove to Golden and got there three minutes before my official appointment with the Colorado DMV. I signed in for my appointment and they called my number before I even sat down, which seemed v. efficient compared to all the people who were waiting to be called.

So, after answering some questions, I suppose I'm officially a Colorado resident. They punched my California license, so there's no going back (ha - I'm sitting in California while I'm typing that, so maybe I'm wrong). They gave me a nice paper copy of my license, and I'll get the real one in the next few weeks - but I won't be in Colorado for two weeks, so it's a little anticlimactic. But it felt good to check that off my list - and somehow, it was a moment of clarity and realness in the midst of several weeks of feeling like I'm play-acting at being a professional/executive and a functioning member of corporate society. I'm happy to be back at work, but it's all been so fast and such a 180 from the last two years that I don't feel like I've actually given myself the mental space to contemplate and absorb the differences...

...but I have sixteen hours on a plane to Singapore tomorrow to consider this. After the DMV, I drove into Denver and saw Katie for a glorious hour and a half. I was beyond starving when I got to Avanti since I'd skipped breakfast and lunch to pack (two kind bars are not a meal, it turns out), so I got some gluten-free gnocchi with bolognese sauce that was delightful. Katie eventually showed up (we have reverted to type now that we're in the same place), and we caught up for awhile, and then I drove my car to her place so that I could leave it there while I'm gone. We chatted for a bit longer, and I showed pictures of saris to her kids (they decided that Adit = Aladdin, since I showed them pictures from his wedding, but I think Adit = Abu), and then I said my bittersweet farewells and took a lyft to the airport.

And now, alas, I need to sleep - I don't want to sleep too much since my jetlag might go better if I slept the first half of tomorrow's flight and forced myself to stay up for the second half, but there's no way that will happen. Wish me luck - goodnight!

Friday, October 27, 2017

transparency

I spent all day today in a manager training - yes, I have gone so far back into the corporate bubble that they're training me to drink even more kool-aid. It was useful and fun, etc., but by the end I was exhausted - so I solved my woes by shopping, since I needed to look for something I can wear when speaking to several hundred people in a couple of weeks (last minute thing, not that big of a deal, but when all my dress clothes are still in a variety of boxes and may not fit, I wasn't taking chances). Then I ate some Chipotle (dinner of champions), came home, journaled over wine, made some packing lists, and did some more work until now.

But now I need to sleep - I'm leaving tomorrow night and haven't packed anything and also have to go to the DMV before I flee the state, so I should probably get some sleep. Goodnight!

Wednesday, October 25, 2017

steel stars

Katie called me tonight to confirm something, and when I told her that I was eating a frozen enchilada, she was horrified at how quickly and completely I've fallen back into "2007 Sara" instead of "eat pray love Sara". Yes, I'm shocked too.

I do think it will all slow down...but probably not until the holidays. It doesn't help that I'm still slowly unpacking. But I got my moving blankets folded and off my patio before it potentially snows tomorrow, and I unpacked all of my alcohol (priorities), and I did a couple of loads of laundry and unearthed some travel adapters and things from the piles of stuff that I haven't unpacked yet, so I'm slowly getting ready. I also trimmed my bangs and plucked my eyebrows in an attempt at looking like less of a boho vagrant - we'll see how they turned out. And, of course, I had a 9pm call with someone in India, since that's how I apparently roll now (again).

But now I should sleep; I have an all-day training tomorrow (part of why I'm too swamped), so getting some downtime in is imperative. Goodnight!

you better run for the hills before they burn

Today felt endless - I woke up this morning, was at the office by 8:30 (okay, 8:34), and was in meetings all morning/early afternoon. However, one of those meetings was a three-hour training that I could listen to from my desk, which I promptly used as a block to do some of my crazy involved expense reports, etc.

But I skipped out at 2:50 to have coffee with a friend of Natasha's who is looking for a job - and that turned into a cocktail across the street, since we had a lot to talk about (and I'm desperate for friends). Then I went back to work for one final meeting, then went to Walgreens to stock up on things for my respiratory/digestive/reproductive tracts (India requires inhalers, antibiotics, immodium, etc., along with ear plugs and face wipes and emergenc-y and my usual birth control).

By the time I got home I just wanted to crash, but I forced myself to finish unpacking my kitchen - and now it looks awesome, so I'm glad I did. Of course, I still have empty boxes everywhere in the dining area, and the living room is still a mess - but perhaps I'll take care of that tomorrow night. It would be ideal if the downstairs was in some semblance of order by the time I leave, but I'm making no promises.

Then, at 10:30, I did a bit more work, which turned into an hour and a half of slogging. This is my fault for not setting better boundaries...or for being too interested in the job and wanting to get to know it better, which is perhaps beginning to be too much to the detriment of the rest of my life. But we all know I tend to be a bit all-or-nothing with my focus, and at the moment, I'm all-in on this.

Now, though, I need to be all-in on sleep - goodnight!

Monday, October 23, 2017

everything is free

I was a bad mover and didn't really unpack today, beyond putting a few more things into my kitchen cabinets. I wasn't really feeling the whole getting out of bed thing this morning, and so I was seven minutes late to my first meeting - but since it was at 8am and no one goes into work at 8am, I was forgiven (I think). Then I was in meetings basically allll day, and by 5:30pm I was really done.

So, instead of unpacking, I went shopping and bought more stuff to put away later. Was this necessary? Questionable. But my pants situation is not up to my standards/desires, and I need some options for Hyderabad since I remembered today that I'm kind of a big deal and need to dress that way when I'm meeting people (note: this is not true. however, I also don't want to look like a twelve-year-old when I'm meeting business-types, especially business-types who don't necessarily work with my team). Of course, the options I picked up are still jeans, but I'm feeling better about my possibilities.

Then I came home, messed around the house, and had a 9:30pm call with someone in India. Then I answered emails until now. And now I need to sleep - I have precious little time to get ready for my trip, so I'm going to try to cut out of the office and get some personal stuff done tomorrow night. Goodnight!

Sunday, October 22, 2017

pasito a pasito, suave suavecito

I should probably go to bed right now, but I really want to keep unpacking. I took a longer break than I planned this evening - I started dealing with travel/life stuff, and I also talked to [censored], who was [censored] and so had time to [censored]. And I ate leftover taco salad with a real fork - unpacking has progressed to the point that all of my kitchenwares are unpacked, although they're still strewn all over the countertops since I'm trying to figure out how to arrange everything.

But today was great, although I didn't leave the house (beyond trips to the recycling bins). I spent most of it unpacking, and I did several loads of laundry and several loads of dishes, so things are gradually coming together. I also think I've made some decisions about furniture to order, so I need to take care of that tomorrow in hopes that I can get it delivered when I'm back from ye olde India.

But now that I've remembered that I'm going to India at the end of the week, I should definitely stop typing and either get something done or go to bed - goodnight!

whisky neat

I had a long day that began with a hangover and ended with creating the makings of another one. This is, in some ways, a real upgrade, since it means I have friends to hang out with, but my headache tomorrow may tell a different story.

I awoke at Katie's this morning after far too little sleep of far too low a quality - I blame my #fomo in terms of not wanting to lose any precious moment of her company, and also my unending quest for the best glass of red wine in the world. I got ready fairly quickly, said goodbye to Katie and her angelic host, and drove to the place where my pods were shipped so that we could unload them. It turns out that pod shipping (or, in this case, U-Pack container shipping) is the way to go - they got to Denver in less than three days, and when we opened them, we discovered that nothing had shifted at all on the move. So far I've discovered one casualty (a glass), but for a move of that duration after many months in storage, I'm please to discover that many of my tings are intact.

So the movers were with me from 8:45ish to 1:30, and they did an awesome job running boxes upstairs, getting my furniture set up, etc. They also ran into none of the issues that my couch delivery guys did - but it probably helped that they speak the same language and so are able to troubleshoot in advance to determine a strategy to get stuff into place.

When they were finished, I opened a couple of boxes and put a bunch of stuff in the dishwasher. I also realized I was super hungry, so I went to Modern Market and ate a salad; after that, I took a nap, took a shower, and then unpacked for another hour. All in all this move was super painless, and I'm looking forward to being out of day-to-day escalations so that I can focus on the real work at hand.

I stopped unpacking, though, because my friend Tomas was here exploring the city with his wife in anticipation of a possible future move. I'm obviously supportive of this, especially since it gives me exponentially more friends in the area, but I think they're loving it in their own right. We had a v. fancy dinner (set courses) at Black Cat, where we did the tasting menu and were overwhelmed woth food.

I would go into more detail, but I'm falling asleep - goodnight!

Saturday, October 21, 2017

do the clam, do the clam, grab your barefoot baby by the hand

After several weeks of corporate whoredom, it's clear that I hit a bit of a wall this morning. I didn't *have* to be in the office until 10:30, but I had set my alarm for 7:30 and was intending to get lots of stuff done...and then someone scheduled me for a 10am meeting, which was annoying because it was a) earlier than I needed to be there and b) somewhat superfluous. But the fact that I got annoyed at all tells me that I need to slow my roll a little bit and make sure that I'm not working too much, since a ten a.m. meeting isn't exactly an irrational request.

Or, conversely, I can still be annoyed because I had meetings from 10:30-5 with a half-hour break for lunch, which is not enough time for a break or for lunch (although I had a sandwich, which can be consumed in 30min, but I had to eat it during my next meeting). But work was good, all in all, so #noregrets (although I need to find a massage therapist to help me through the transition back to hunching over my laptop all day...yes, that's a super elite thing to say, but it's not as elite as admitting to Katie that I intended to hit up my favorite stationery store during my layover in Singapore, so #sorrynotsorry).

sssanyway. After work I drove straight to Katie's, with a short detour to buy some wine to imbibe with her. We had dinner at her house with James and the girls, and when it was time for the kids to go to bed, Katie and I went out to a bar, where we discussed clams and sociopaths until the wee hours. Yes, it was even more intellectual than it sounds.

And now I must sleep (in Katie's guest room, after watching the last half of 'Dr. No', which made me regret all my lust for Sean Connery) - goodnight!

Thursday, October 19, 2017

those champagne glasses tinkling

I should have stopped staring at screens and gone to bed awhile ago - but getting ready for India is taking a lot of time, which is unfortunate since I don't have time. I spent most of this evening applying for my visa - at least now it can be done online, but it is just as byzantine as the paper process used to be. I also had to arrange hotels, etc., but for the most part the bulk of my trip is now arranged - so maybe I can focus on my real job again. Or unpacking. Or something.

Today was good, though - I slogged all day, then skipped out at four to have coffee with someone Chris wanted me to meet (no, not a love match, a possible interview candidate). Then I came home, organized my downstairs in preparation for my movers (they're coming Saturday and I'm SO PSYCHED), and made the taco salad that I meant to make three days ago. It was super tasty and there are leftovers, so I felt like I was properly productive tonight. I also watched a couple of episodes of Project Runway while dealing with my travel stuff, and I'm almost caught up - just in time to go to India and fall behind again.

But now it's time to sleep - goodnight!

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

working on the night moves

I didn't sleep all that well last night, and I need to go to bed immediately if I'm going to recoup some lost energy and also get up in time to do some stuff in the morning. Today was good, but my stress levels increased because I decided yesterday that I need to go to India...and that I need to go next weekend. lolololol.

It's the right call in terms of timing (because there was only one other week I could go between now and Thanksgiving, and that week didn't work for that team), and it's also the right call in terms of getting it over with so that I don't have to go in January, and it's also the right call because it needs to happen. However, it's a wee bit exhausting to even think about, since I have to go directly to San Francisco right after, and I also will be in the midst of unpacking hell next week and so need to make sure I stay organized enough to pack for a trip (and not pack as badly as I did for Bora Bora/Easter Island, where I packed for the heat of Bora and forgot about Easter Island's cool weather completely, which is exactly what could happen to me when going to Hyderabad/San Francisco). That said, I was looking at the Hyderabad map to decide where to stay and I was flooded with memories from a lifetime ago...so I think once I'm in the air and can't turn back, I'll be thrilled.

So I spent more time today than I should have investigating flights and tings, in addition to a million meetings. I also talked to my parents during a rare weekday phone call (because the India visa application requires the city of your parents' birth and for some reason I never remember where my dad was born). But I forced myself to take a break tonight - I picked up a salad from Modern Market (this is predicted to happen far too frequently in my future) and watched a couple of episodes of Project Runway. And now I should sleep - goodnight!

Tuesday, October 17, 2017

victory is ours once we strike the source

Suuuuper tired - I did not do a good job today of disengaging from work stuff after leaving work. However, I did take a break and walk from my place down to the main drag of Pearl Street (less than fifteen minutes!), where I found a tasty hipsterish pizza place. I journaled and indulged in some gluten free pizza and wine while watching the passers by, and it was all delightful. I think Boulder will suit me very well, if I'm ever here to enjoy it....

But now I must sleep - goodnight!

Monday, October 16, 2017

versace on the floor

I didn't get up early enough this morning - I blame the residual adjustment to Pacific time + the fact that I didn't go to bed until 1am. So, I didn't make it into the office until ten, which means I missed breakfast, which meant I had to have cereal to get me through to lunch, which was more carbs than I'm used to eating in the morning. Yes, I'm already spoiled.

But I had a good day at the office - a couple of meetings, lunch with someone I'm going to be working with, and a little downtime in the middle of the day to figure out my car insurance situation (verdict: after an entirely unsatisfying call with my insurance agent, who has always been supremely unhelpful and somehow didn't get that I was moving to Colorado despite me saying 'Colorado' multiple times, she told me that she couldn't help me move and that I should just find an Allstate agent in Colorado and they would help me get everything transferred over....so I dumped Allstate and got a couple of quotes and went with American Family instead. Too bad, so sad, Allstate!). I also answered a bunch of emails, which has become my life.

I peaced out around six and stopped at Whole Foods, where it was too late for me to be buying groceries since I was already ravenous. So I bought some Indian food from the buffet and ate that in the cafe area, then bought groceries so I can cook dinner tomorrow. Then I came home and took care of online tasks with my newly-minted internet while watching a couple of episodes of Project Runway on my other screen. And then I had a 9:30-10pm call with someone in India, which is why I felt no shame over getting to the office at 10am today (not that I would have felt shame even without that).

But now I'm going to trim my bangs (ill-advised at this time of night, but the situation is dire) and go to bed - goodnight!

we could wave until the walls come down

I spent almost all day taking care of tings around the apartment, which means that I finally have internet. This required some effort, since the setup process required hooking into the router with an ethernet cable, and of all the laptops and chromebooks and other devices I have, none of them have an ethernet port. Lol. But I acquired an ethernet-to-USB converter, and I got my wifi hooked up, and I promptly used it to listen to 'Despacito' on repeat, which probably means I don't deserve internet.

Beyond the internet, the rest of the day was great. I woke up at 9:30, got my coffeemaker set up, and enjoyed my coffee while talking to Aunt B. I also made an omelette (with garlic salt, since I couldn't find my sea salt), did like five loads of laundry, measured all sorts of things in the apartment, and eventually went to Container Store, where I got a bunch of shoe racks on the last day of their shelving sale (which I'm sure will start again in two weeks, but I succumbed to the lure of the discount).

Then I came home, talked to my parents, and went out again to run some more errands and eat dinner at Chipotle, and then spent the last four hours folding clothes, collapsing boxes, organizing things, etc., etc. And now I'm watching the first episode of this season of Project Runway (which I'm ten episodes behind on) on one laptop screen while typing this on the other - someday I will have a tv again, and while I usually don't watch tv, I'm weirdly excited to get back into tv again. Yeah, I know, my life has taken a total 180 in the last two months. I'll examine that fact later...for now, it's time for bed. Goodnight!

Saturday, October 14, 2017

you know grey is my favorite color

I had a long day, although it wasn't particularly out of the ordinary - my new second home is the Denver/SFO flight, so I should get very very comfortable with that route in the next few months. I've got three more trips planned to SF between now and the end of the year...so my plans to escape California forever seem to have hit some snags.

I woke up this morning and dallied a bit as I was getting ready, but I still made it to the airport and returned my rental car with enough time to grab a quickish breakfast before boarding. I spent the flight reading THE MADWOMAN UPSTAIRS and trying not to vomit - the book itself had nothing to do with my nausea, although reading it while dealing with more turbulence than usual (which is saying something, since Denver almost always has turbulence) was probably ill-advised.

When I landed in Denver, I picked up my luggage, took the v. v. long shuttle ride to my offsite parking, and then drove towards Boulder. I didn't come home first, though - instead I stopped at Crate and Barrel and bought some pillows to jazz up my new couch (verdict: I love them!). I also got some new stemmed wine glasses, a couple of plates/bowls to get me through the next couple of weeks (which match what I already have), and a couple of new knives since mine are all fairly cheap and not particularly good. I was all excited to start cooking tomorrow, but then I realized that if I wanted to make a lot of things, I would also need measuring spoons, hot mitts, spatulas, tongs, possibly other pans than the couple that I have here, etc., etc....so I should probably slow my roll on the cooking and just eat takeout for the next ten days until my stuff gets here.

But I at least have the right stuff to make scrambled eggs and coffee, so I'll survive. After Crate and Barrel, I came home, turned up the heat, briefly verified that everything still looked good, and then went to Modern Market to grab something to eat. I also finished the book I was reading on the plane - it was good and I think (?) I enjoyed it, and yet I found it pretty irritating, possibly because the narrator was irritating. I also didn't believe the ending, but since the whole premise of the book included whether you can trust narrators, maybe I wasn't supposed to. Idk, ymmv.

Then I went to Whole Foods to get eggs and milk, and Target to get a spatula (only one!) and another pillow for my bed, and then I came home and took care of a variety of sundry tasks until now. And now I must sleep - goodnight!

lost frequencies

Today went about as well as it could have gone. I met my movers at my storage unit just before 9:30am, and it all went super smoothly - which makes sense, since everything was packed up and ready to go. One of the two guys had moved me before, which was pretty funny - weirdly, I'm kind of sad that I'll never run into any of these movers again, since I always had a great experience with them. However, the mover dude followed me on instagram at the end - he's also a painter, so I followed him back, which I guess means I'll still be connected to him even though the chances that he'll move my stuff again are slim to none.

sssanyway. They loaded up all my stuff while I answered work emails on my phone. Then we all drove to Oakland, where they moved everything into two shipping containers, which will be delivered to Colorado in 5-7 business days. It was a little surreal to see things carried past me that I haven't seen or potentially thought of in ten months - and it made me that much more excited to unpack it all when it finally arrives. Someday soon, I will be a real adult again - and I don't know for sure how I feel about that, but I'm 85% excited and 15% wishing I was lazing in a hammock waiting for my next massage.

They wrapped up everything a little before two, which was perfect timing since I had a meeting I didn't want to miss - which, thanks to the marvels of modern technology, I took as a videoconference from my laptop, which was hooked up to my mobile hotspot while I was sitting in a Home Depot parking lot. As far as meeting places go, this was not convenient, but I got it done. Then I took my leftover rachet straps and extra lock back to Home Depot, then drove to my hotel, where I promptly took a nap. Then I answered some work emails, repacked my suitcase, and had a long, leisurely dinner/journaling session in the hotel restaurant - I probably should have made contact with at least one friend, but friendship has to wait when I'm feeling this much like a hermit.

And now, after watching some meaningless tv (including a truly stupid episode of some show where some idiot was hunting werewolves in Romania and only made it look interesting by doing it in the dark with night vision camera equipment), it's time for bed - I'm flying back to Denver tomorrow, provided that the smoke from the fires doesn't keep me grounded. Goodnight!