Reconnecting

Yesterday, Pauline and I attended a house warming hosted by a former co-worker, Christine Tapia. Chris and I used to work for Josh at Inktomi and e-centives. It had been 3 or 4 years since I last saw her. Things have changed.

The last time I saw Chris, she was living with her boyfriend Nick. Chris now lives with her partner Mandy and they have a son, Jacob. Another former co-worker, Charlotte, was also at the house warming with her husband Jeff and their daughter Isabella. When I last saw Charlotte, she was married to Larry.

After inhaling some yummy food, I popped into the nursery to say hello. Chris introduced me to Charlotte, forgetting that we all worked together. Josh and Amy arrived later. Pauline, Amy, Josh and I grabbed dinner in San Mateo afterwards. Overall, it was a fun evening.

I’ve worked 7 jobs in the 20-plus years I’ve lived in San Francisco (not including temporary assignments or jobs of less than a year). I’ve made numerous friends from these jobs and regretfully have lost touch with some of them. With e-mail now, it’s not as hard to stay in touch.

It’s always great to get together with someone you haven’t seen in awhile.

Words taste good!

As you probably guessed, we’re back in the hunt for a new home. Sherri found out from her accountant the issue that held me back from buying is a non-issue. Family funds are on the way.

Kevin, our real estate agent, sent me 10 listings of interest that I viewed this morning. Five listings were of particular interest to me. Two in the Richmond district, one in the Inner Sunset, one in the Panhandle, and one in Noe Valley. I chose these listings because they meet our minimum requirements. I’m already anxious to see them.

I’ve lived in California for almost 23 years, (half my life) all of them in San Francisco. We know we could get more of a home in the Peninsula and it would decrease our current commute times at least in half. But the snobbery in me wants to retain a SF address and 415 area code.

Rent control has served us well, but I am eager to become a new and proud homeowner.

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Cranky pants

Today was a shitty day. I lost an hour of sleep due to daylight savings, it rained again for the umpteenth time, the weekend access to the office I was supposed to have last month wasn’t activated, and as it seems to happen at least every other month-end I come in, sales didn’t close.

Despite the workout I got in, I drove almost 50 miles round trip to get absolutely nothing done. I did go to Safeway before going home, only to be aggravated at the middle-aged, overweight blonde female in her big ass Chevy Suburban wait for a car to pull out even though there were at least 5 open parking spaces. This was so she could be 50 feet closer to the entrance.

No wonder Americans are perceived as dumb, fat and lazy.