It'll Be Okay. Abby Said So.

Well it’s about time I had a good day. I had a chance to talk to the boys at the 956 (my old house). Nice to hear what’s going on in other peoples lives because it seems like all I do here is talk about mine. Also, I wanted to say thank you to Abby for sending me an amazing message today. I read it 4 times cause it was that good. For everyone else out there, just know that Abby’s children are terribly lucky to have her as a mother. Talk about uplifting. Geez.

Anyway, last night we really needed to figure out what we were going to do for a place to live. The lease is almost up which means we have to be out of here by the 1st of the year. So last night we went to a local internet cafe and made a list of the places (ala CraigsList) we thought I should go check out while Kendra was at work. It just so happens that one of the places was having an open house right then and we decided to take advantage of the fact that we were out in that area already and went and checked it out.

When we walked in, the couple who is still currently living there welcomed us in and Kendra said, “Whoa, it’s bigger than I thought.” The couple replied with, “Really?!” It’s a small one bedroom apartment right above a sushi bar and if anyone knows anything about me, you know that living above a sushi bar is pretty much a dream for me.

So this morning I went to the property owners place and got applications and dropped them back off almost immediately and really tried my best to sell Kendra and myself to them as best as I could. So we have high hopes and feel pretty good about this one. It sounded like only one other person looked at the place according to the current residents. And as far as I had gathered, no one had turned in an application yet. Needless to say, our fingers are crossed.

On another note, I have basically given up trying to find a job here in the Bay Area. I figure that I should probably focus my attention on trying to get Kendra into a place before we left up north for the holidays. So I wrote a letter to the manager of the coffee shop (the one I had been interviewed twice for and basically my only lead) letting her know my intentions. I told her that I was still very interested in working for them but was going to head back north to try and work because of how bad the economy has been. Since it was so dang nice out today, I decided to longboard down there and drop off the letter. I also decided to snap a photo of it. I was actually surpirsed I didn’t get mauled by a bus after taking the photo because as some of you may know, double yellow lines are only found in the middle of the road. Smart, I know.

Not more than an hour had passed from dropping off the letter when I got a phone call from the manager of the cafe and she offered me a job. I am scheduled for a meeting at 2:00 pm tomorrow to go do the paperwork and other you-have-a-job mumbo jumbo and I can’t wait.

I honestly haven’t been so relieved. I wish everyone that reads this could understand how much I hate not having a job. I believe that even if I was some sort of million billionaire, I would still need a job to keep me busy. I’d eventually go stir crazy and end up like Michael Jackson... the buying stupid, useless, and expensive things, NOT the molesting children part.