Today I went on a quest. It was a small quest, but still an adventure. It’s like when you’re a knight and your princess asks you to go find her glass slipper she left downstairs, and you were hoping to slay some dragon. In other words, it was stupid easy, but still something I found amusing.

I digress. My goal was to drop off a UPS package that contained some books that I was returning to Amazon. Google Maps was a little sketchy on WHERE exactly I could find a UPS drop off point, so I chose the location that was the “closest” to me, and hoped it was really there (for some backstory, I’d had several issues looking for UPS Stores that no longer existed back in Atlanta).

So I set off, box in hand, spirits high, and hoping to be finished with my errand quickly. If you read my blog frequently, you may pick up on my sarcastic foreshadowing. Also, I’ve learned that nothing in San Francisco can be achieved “quickly.” (continue reading…)

Getting used to city life is definitely a learning curve. I am almost 100% unpacked, settled in, and done with the usual array of “moving drudgeries” such as forwarding my address, changing all accounts over, and signing up with a bank that actually exists on the west coast. Shame on you, Suntrust– you’ve failed me so.

Being set up to function is great, but I still have another task in front of me: city-living. First, I’ll note that I haven’t really done much city exploring, living, driving, visiting, etc. Most of my life has been comprised of the suburbs, having a car, and living in a sprawling apartment. I’ve avoided city driving like the plague, and just haven’t visited big cities like I should have by this point. My life has been turned on its head with this move, and finding a new groove is probably going to be a bit more like waking up and discovering that I’ve grown a third arm.

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