Crosspost - Apartment and Thoughts
As of last week, I officially live in San Francisco! Woo! Cheering and applause! I moved in last Wednesday, and in a couple weeks I’ll be road-tripping it back out to Utah to pick up the rest of my things so I can fully move in! Who’s excited? That would be me.
Otherwise, I’ve been keeping pretty busy training at my job - I finally got fully certified this past weekend, so I’m doing pretty good! Also, certification means getting tips. And tips are pretty nice to get.
Now, well, life. I’ll be starting my classes up the week after my trek to Utah, and I’m really - NO REALLY - looking forward to finally getting started on that. Essentially? On getting started on my dream. Finally. You could argue that Europe was the start, or that moving out here was the start, but for me? It’s actually starting classes. And I’ll admit. . it’s a tad bit daunting. I’m afraid I won’t be able to cut it, that I won’t be able to learn what I want or need. I’m afraid of getting injured. I’m afraid of a lot of things, but I was afraid of not being able to get myself out here, and here I am. Fear isn’t an impassable roadblock, it’s a hill that you don’t have much visibility over. And really, once you get over it, the ride down is a blast.
So here’s to the future.