Commute

When we last left your heroine (me), I was on the cusp of a major freak out in the Schwartz.  Since then, I have adjusted way better to a nomadic life, and as of yesterday,  finally unpacked my books in it to really organize and make it "home"!

The adjustment process was definitely weird for me. I found myself trying to be more social, and making more time to spend wih the Barista and an old friend from my Maine days that happens to be in Petaluma for the month. I did kind of revert to my old workaholic ways, but to a lesser degree han what it was. Currently,  I have a full-time job cooking at a brewpub in Healdsburg, and then when I'm not doing that, i drive an hour and a half souh to San Francisco where I work on a food truck. So while technically,  I am scheduled to work 7 days a week,  that really hasn't been happening. The food truck pays better, and will have some excellent potential benefits involved, but at the moment is far too inconsistent and iffy for me to commit to it. Like this week- I was supposed to work last night and today. I was told not to bother, business was too slow. So on the one hand, I have gotten to spend more time with my friends in Mountain View, and got some serious work done on a pet project of mine (more on that in a bit!), but I have lost out on a significant chunk of change that I could really use at the moment. However, it's not worth it to quit the food truck and find a more dedicated gig, because on Friday night, they are letting me work an event serving a country artist I am a huge fan of! Besides, this surprise time off is great for my mental health right now. Really focusing on me and forcing myself to deal with some things I have been avoiding is making me feel like I'm finally really growing into myself.

Now, as for that lovely pet project... I'm not going to really go into details until I have solid *stuff* to show off. Just know that it is everything I love about being a food nerd, and writing for it has energized me in a way I haven't felt in yeeeeeeaaaaaaaaars. Look for something... mmmm... next week. Pretty confident I'll have something to show for this silliness. :)

Free Time Crazies

I am probably the very definition of a workaholic, and this ridiculously cold "spring" weather is not helping with my free time crazy.

For the record, I despise free time. That is not the same as days off, mind you. Free time is the absence of anything necessary, useful, or engaging for me to do. Days off are generally well-earned days off of work that I may use to accomplish errands, hang out with friends, or travel. I love days off. I can't handle free time. I get antsy, think too much, and sink into an incredibly low, foul mood. It gets worse when I can't go outside and enjoy the weather.

Work keeps me feeling sane. When I'm at work, I am required to focus on what I'm doing and how well I'm doing it- there's no time to worry about the inconsequential bullshit that would hound me otherwise.

Today, Atlanta got flurries. Of snow. I was miserable all morning until I had to go to work. Being there felt so much better! Now that the night is over, I feel calmer. Almost peaceful. I just hope I can find something to do with my free time tomorrow, oi.