putting the knit in shizknitz

I believe people by nature are resilient (I believe this even more so after seeing certain places in Argentina and China). Of course, I’m an optimist, but I’ve seen it in myself as days have passed since hearing the news, and each day becomes a little easier to deal with. Moments and fits of tears still remain, but I’m able to go outside, enjoy the sunshine, etc. Earlier last week during one of my painful spells I found something on my desk upside down. I was a little perplexed, but was shocked to find a magnet that I had placed on my Ikea desk pillars months ago. It was a cartoon magnet I had received at work a few years ago that said “When no one else cares, my dog still loves me”.

Other than my legal research, I’ve also had to pack for a 3 month temporary move to Northern California. The East Bay is absolutely beautiful. My commute will only be 1.5 miles to work. The streets are wide, lots of trees and the median household income is $96K. Kinda reminds me of Orange County (Costa Mesa/Dana/Laguna area) suburbia, since I can’t seem to find a gas station (hidden behind all those trees!), there are horse trails, protected left hand turn lanes and parks. After visitng the local shopping center to buy random stuff at Whole Foods, a latte at Peets, I can see why people elect to live out of the city. There’s parking, for one - and I can actually leave the parking lot without much difficulty to boot.

For those who know my crazy mother, she came to help me move (bless her heart. She swore 3 moves ago never again to help me move). My fridge was packed before we went to Safeway for more groceries this morning. Because its only for 3 months, I traveled light (T is probably laughing as he reads this). My apartment/condo seems huge due to the open space. I now have the joy of figuring out where everything is, and the joy of being so close to my sister

Housewarming gift, delivered 30 min after moving in, courtesy of T remotely