Six Years
Today marks my sixth year anniversary living in San Francisco. Six years ago today, I rolled into town with my dad driving the U-Haul. I was spunky, and I had a dream.
Unfortunately, it was to spend the rest of my life with this guy.
(Who, incidentally, is not a bad guy, but I discovered over time, just not my type).
When we broke off the engagement, I stayed in San Francisco, where I had already made many friends. I started rock climbing, got my Master's degree, and managed to become a real grown up (who still loves to jump on the bed and eat ice cream straight out of the container).
I believe staying in San Francisco is one of the best decisions I've made, so far. Happy anniversary to me.
Unfortunately, it was to spend the rest of my life with this guy.
(Who, incidentally, is not a bad guy, but I discovered over time, just not my type).
When we broke off the engagement, I stayed in San Francisco, where I had already made many friends. I started rock climbing, got my Master's degree, and managed to become a real grown up (who still loves to jump on the bed and eat ice cream straight out of the container).
I believe staying in San Francisco is one of the best decisions I've made, so far. Happy anniversary to me.
posted by Bert at 3:15 PM
4 Comments:
Well, you have now given me some hope that I will not always question my decision to move to the bay area. There are some days I'm not sure...
Yay. It's our 7th anniversary. It's been so nice to getting to know you in your own right during the past 6 years.
And Notta, SF is such a great, fun place. Silicon Valley, on the other hand ... well, there *is* Ranch 99.
Don't get me started on Ranch 99! :-P
Congratulations, Bert!
Ah...hard to believe it's been six years since our (probably) initial dance at the ol' Bandshell in the Music Concourse.
My, time indeed flies.
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