Home, SF Day 6,7

My favorite blanket reeks of dog and my apartment smells like basement. It's good to be back! The flight was delayed over four hours due to rain in Chicago, so I was stuck in Oakland with nothing to do but pay for wireless so I could goof off. I had trouble concentrating on my book (Murakami's Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman) yet couldn't sleep either. I also didn't want to hear any of my albums on my iRiver. So I sort of just sat there for the four and a half hour flight, and felt lucky that my flight was one of very few that was not canceled.

Tuesday was my last full day in San Francisco. I ran over to Macy's to get those jeans, and met up with Leticia for lunch. It was really nice to see her and catch up with her way cool life. I spent the rest of the afternoon buying Christmas gifts in the Mission. Jake and I then went to Puerto Alegre one more time for dinner. We returned home to talk about stuff. Not much I can say about it on a public blog. The words conclusion and closure can be typed however. He had his radio show, so I went to bed. And you know now how today went - I sat in an airport.

Overall the trip was very nice. I did what I wanted to do, saw who I wanted to see, ate the right foods, relaxed, slept, dealt with some stuff. It was good. I don't feel the same desperate longing for SF that I have felt the past six months. This trip has really helped me move on and make my life in Chicago permanent.

Funny side note, my mom asked me where I stayed in SF. I told her I stayed with Jake. She then asked me if I had fun, and I said "yeah, too bad I have to work tomorrow" and she sort of freaked and said "You aren't moving back there are you?!" I told her, "no mom, just saying vacations are nice" and she said "well is Jake moving to Chicago then?" what?? I told her, "no mom, we are friends, he is not moving here ever, and I am not moving there ever." Amazing that she somehow thought we were together again. That's my mom for you.

I wrote a lot of snippets in my new tiny notebook when I was on the plane. I like carrying that thing around to write down my thoughts throughout the day. It seems like a good exercise for me to do, considering I am attempting (weakly) to write all the time. I'll put those bits on here tomorrow, most of them are freaky anger spout-offs and I don't want to mar this post with that crud.

I miss Audrey! I can pick her up tomorrow. I wanted to today but the stupid delay got me in way too late. I hope she remembers me!