OMG it's been a while
Wow, I hate when weeks go by and I suddenly realize I haven't even glanced at my lj. I've missed so many stories. . . but that's the beauty of archives I guess. ^_^ Plus I realize I really want to write something, even though I'm up to my ass in boxes to prep for move day.
So. . . am moving finally in July. To the East Bay. Thing is, around here the East Bay is not considered a place to move to if you already live in the South Bay or SF or north of SF. But hey. . . there are sheep and horses down the street from my new apartment, and a Starbucks within walking distance in downtown. What's not to like? My dream of alpaca farming is just around the corner. I'll be closer to my friends (who all moved to Stockton for some reason. We don't ask, we just accept) and my sister, who moved to Elk Grove, a suburb near Sacramento. We all left the San Jose area for one reason or another.
Why me? Thanks for asking, I'll tell you. Livermore in the East Bay has some decent wineries - one of our acquaintances just moved his winery there from Los Altos and it's beautiful - and the bf works in the wine industry. Perfect. We can't move to Napa or Paso Robles just yet and this keeps us close to our family. Plus I really, really wanted a town that had a slower pace. I was getting bored of the South Bay and all the bullshit that surrounds Silicon Valley. I've been here nineteen years. Damn I just realized that now. . . since '87. That's the longest I've lived anywhere.
I need a change. I need to work with animals somehow. I need to learn how to ride a horse. Fine, maybe I'm living out some strange unrealistic dream of the pastoral life but who cares. I tried to live in San Francisco for almost three years during college, and while I loved it at the time, something never meshed. I always thought that's where I'd end up, but life takes some unexpected turns sometimes.
Hope you all are having fun. On to the Firefly goodness that I know is out there, waiting for me.
So. . . am moving finally in July. To the East Bay. Thing is, around here the East Bay is not considered a place to move to if you already live in the South Bay or SF or north of SF. But hey. . . there are sheep and horses down the street from my new apartment, and a Starbucks within walking distance in downtown. What's not to like? My dream of alpaca farming is just around the corner. I'll be closer to my friends (who all moved to Stockton for some reason. We don't ask, we just accept) and my sister, who moved to Elk Grove, a suburb near Sacramento. We all left the San Jose area for one reason or another.
Why me? Thanks for asking, I'll tell you. Livermore in the East Bay has some decent wineries - one of our acquaintances just moved his winery there from Los Altos and it's beautiful - and the bf works in the wine industry. Perfect. We can't move to Napa or Paso Robles just yet and this keeps us close to our family. Plus I really, really wanted a town that had a slower pace. I was getting bored of the South Bay and all the bullshit that surrounds Silicon Valley. I've been here nineteen years. Damn I just realized that now. . . since '87. That's the longest I've lived anywhere.
I need a change. I need to work with animals somehow. I need to learn how to ride a horse. Fine, maybe I'm living out some strange unrealistic dream of the pastoral life but who cares. I tried to live in San Francisco for almost three years during college, and while I loved it at the time, something never meshed. I always thought that's where I'd end up, but life takes some unexpected turns sometimes.
Hope you all are having fun. On to the Firefly goodness that I know is out there, waiting for me.