Carolina Notes
Last night ended poorly and I was still feeling the ill effects. I eventually threw on clothes and went to Peet’s Coffee with Tony. We chose Peet’s Coffee because the WiFi is free and we could sip coffee while checking emails, etc. I don’t have much to say so I’m keeping my mouth shut. I hope today will turn out ok. I told Tony that maybe he should go on about his day without me and he declined. We will try to make the best of today and forget the harsh and intense conversation last night.
We went to Peet’s Coffee and did computer work; I finished quicker because I didn’t have as much as Tony. Since I had spare time I wandered to a dollar store and Rite Aide. My shopping spree rang up at a total of $2.18. I know I’m a big spender. Once Tony was done with working on his computer we were off. We decided to go to San Francisco. We wanted to wander Fisherman’s Wharf. We ventured to Pier 39 there we soaked in the atmosphere and weather and enjoyed, enjoyed, enjoyed. It was time to eat clam chowder so we ate at Fog Harbor Fish House. Tony & I were discussing getting together with my brother. Then came a text message from my sister-in-law; it was definitely ESP…spooky. Fog Harbor Fish House’s food and service were great but the price was heavy on our wallet. After our meal, it was time to venture to Ghirardelli Square. We walked through the store and ate our free sample then headed back toward the car. We wanted to make sure that we weren’t late for our dinner date with my brother and his family. Tony and I got to my brother’s and ate out at a local pizza joint. We enjoyed it but it was an early night because it was a work and school night. Tony and I stayed overnight because we had some cocktails and more visiting time. Most of the family went to bed at a reasonable hour but my sister-in-law and I stayed up watching TV. It wasn’t long before I knew it was my bedtime. So off I went.
Tony’s Notes
It turned out to be a good day. Walking around Fisherman’s Wharf was enjoyable. We made our way over the Bay Bridge toward Danville during rush hour. One of our lessons along this journey was learned today. Carolina used to have to drive from our home in Harper Woods, Michigan to her job in Southfield, Michigan. Her twenty mile commute to work would sometimes take an hour to an hour and a half. She would sometimes cry because she wanted something different. Part of this sabbatical is to get away from that commute. However, making our way from San Francisco to Danville during rush hour, Carolina made the comment that she did not realize how good she had it. For me, it is really the same thing. The job I had voluntarily left was something most people truly desire. I only had a twelve mile commute, and plenty of autonomy. This sabbatical has helped refresh my thoughts to be less pessimistic, and back to my optimistic self; at least I am getting there in my thoughts. We still have a ways to go.
We had picked up a couple good bottles of wine, and when we got to Ed and Lisa’s, we all had a glass of wine. Then, we were off to get some gourmet pizza with chicken, artichokes, sundried tomatoes, and fresh basil toppings; along with too much beer.
Carolina and I had not packed an overnight bag, but we spent the night and woke up to our clean clothes, thanks to Lisa.
Last night ended poorly and I was still feeling the ill effects. I eventually threw on clothes and went to Peet’s Coffee with Tony. We chose Peet’s Coffee because the WiFi is free and we could sip coffee while checking emails, etc. I don’t have much to say so I’m keeping my mouth shut. I hope today will turn out ok. I told Tony that maybe he should go on about his day without me and he declined. We will try to make the best of today and forget the harsh and intense conversation last night.
We went to Peet’s Coffee and did computer work; I finished quicker because I didn’t have as much as Tony. Since I had spare time I wandered to a dollar store and Rite Aide. My shopping spree rang up at a total of $2.18. I know I’m a big spender. Once Tony was done with working on his computer we were off. We decided to go to San Francisco. We wanted to wander Fisherman’s Wharf. We ventured to Pier 39 there we soaked in the atmosphere and weather and enjoyed, enjoyed, enjoyed. It was time to eat clam chowder so we ate at Fog Harbor Fish House. Tony & I were discussing getting together with my brother. Then came a text message from my sister-in-law; it was definitely ESP…spooky. Fog Harbor Fish House’s food and service were great but the price was heavy on our wallet. After our meal, it was time to venture to Ghirardelli Square. We walked through the store and ate our free sample then headed back toward the car. We wanted to make sure that we weren’t late for our dinner date with my brother and his family. Tony and I got to my brother’s and ate out at a local pizza joint. We enjoyed it but it was an early night because it was a work and school night. Tony and I stayed overnight because we had some cocktails and more visiting time. Most of the family went to bed at a reasonable hour but my sister-in-law and I stayed up watching TV. It wasn’t long before I knew it was my bedtime. So off I went.
Tony’s Notes
It turned out to be a good day. Walking around Fisherman’s Wharf was enjoyable. We made our way over the Bay Bridge toward Danville during rush hour. One of our lessons along this journey was learned today. Carolina used to have to drive from our home in Harper Woods, Michigan to her job in Southfield, Michigan. Her twenty mile commute to work would sometimes take an hour to an hour and a half. She would sometimes cry because she wanted something different. Part of this sabbatical is to get away from that commute. However, making our way from San Francisco to Danville during rush hour, Carolina made the comment that she did not realize how good she had it. For me, it is really the same thing. The job I had voluntarily left was something most people truly desire. I only had a twelve mile commute, and plenty of autonomy. This sabbatical has helped refresh my thoughts to be less pessimistic, and back to my optimistic self; at least I am getting there in my thoughts. We still have a ways to go.
We had picked up a couple good bottles of wine, and when we got to Ed and Lisa’s, we all had a glass of wine. Then, we were off to get some gourmet pizza with chicken, artichokes, sundried tomatoes, and fresh basil toppings; along with too much beer.
Carolina and I had not packed an overnight bag, but we spent the night and woke up to our clean clothes, thanks to Lisa.
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