On Thursday night, my phone died. Not lost power. Died. Without reason, cause or warning. It just peaced out and decided to take the weekend off. Never mind that my Friday workday included almost 4 hours of me being a passenger in the car traveling to and from clients, likely in desperate need of entertainment. Or the fact that my connection to many area landlords had already been established through that number and we had multiple apartment appointments. Nope. Who cares? My phone did what I fantasize about doing constantly: Sizzled out and took a fiver without regard to anyone else. Annoying but I kinda respect it on those grounds alone.
And somehow, I made it through that. Well "somehow" = twitching and freaking out and using Jay's phone as my own to the point where he kept saying "Seriously, Caitlin- do you want to go to Verizon right now to get a new phone? I will pay for the Uber." But I did it. And by the time my phone powered back up on Sunday evening (with a little help from the Apple store), I felt so accomplished in my forced unplugging. Well, kind of unplugged. I used Jay's phone all weekend to capture how we spent the last couple days. And they look as follows:
^My BIL's birthday was Friday night so we rounded the bases on some places in the Mission District. He ended up staying the night at our place and we arose in good spirits on the beautiful day. Thus, we celebrated like proper city kids and got a big ol' brunch in Lower Pac Heights.
^Followed-up by some apartment hunting in North Beach. This unit had this amazing rooftop view. However, the apartment itself was sadly lacking. Shucks cause that's like a 10-minute walk to work to boot! I can see my office in this view.
^Though Chandler looks like a kid with the flu, he was sleeping until he heard me moving and his eyes opened. I love my little snugglebug. I seriously don't understand how people don't let their pets on the furniture. I would be severely worse-off without all the cuteness that happens on the couch.
^On Saturday, after brunch + apartment hunting + happy hour in North Beach with Jay and his bro, it was time for the highlight of the entire weekend: Louis CK in Oakland. You guys... Louis is life. He is so GD funny and it was the best date night ever. Ahhh, comedic genius. If you're not sold on Louis yet, here's a totally safe for work bit of his.
^Jay and I don't generally leave the city of San Francisco to attend events on the other side of the Bay, with d*mn good reason. Bay Area traffic is a nightmare. This was proven to us on Saturday. We creeeeeeeped on the highway from SF to Oakland for like an hour. Then waited in a huge line outside Oracle Arena to enter the venue. Then we creeeeeeped out slowly in the slowest traffic ever. Egad! Way worth it for Louis (and I liked the view in the Lyft of City Hall on way back in as seen on right) but a bummer indeed.
^More apartment hunting Sunday. Hoping to find a match here soon. Everything is either a horrible fit for us or snatched-up by another 5 minutes after we view it. It's such a bear of a task mainly because I'm just so stressed about finding somewhere we love.
^One good thing about apartment hunting in the city is that we have time between all of these open houses to chill in the neighborhoods we're potentially moving to. We've found little sandwich and cheese shops, musical venues, wine bars & decadent cafes in all sorts of little nooks and crannies as we await our meetings. That has been a pretty fun (& necessary) reprieve as we go about this quest.
Anyway, Monday, Monday, here you are again. I will never get over how much I loathe this day. If you are one of those cheerful people who can see past it: Bravo to you. Please send me some energy!