a whole day affair
Shirt: Banana Republic; Pants: H&M; Shoes: Cape Robbin (c/o Marshalls); Bag: Coach; Sunglasses: Dolce & Gabbana; Bracelet: Banana Republic
Working a 9 to 5 Monday to Friday means that free time is almost exclusively a weekend thing- [a complete 180 from college life where I could basically create my own schedule]. With some work and holiday travel behind me, I kind of wanted to take this past week[end] to recharge. So keeping plans to a bare minimum, I only had brunch plans with a friend.
This brunch date turned into a whole day affair. After brunch, we perused through this quaint mom-and-pop bookstore [where I bought White Teeth- which I’m currently reading each night, little by little, before bed]. Bookstore adventures eventually turned into a quick stroll to the nearest park, but all [SF park] roads lead to Dolores Park, so we quickly relocated there. Sun out, sunglasses on, and dogs [and babies] galore! [If you know me, you know this was heaven.]
With some good people watching [from the hipster dad with the man bun carrying his 6 month old daughter to the young couple dancing to Vivir Mi Vida [yep, the same song I talked about here] and good weather, time flew right on by. With the sun setting and true SF sweater weather setting upon us, my friend and I made our way to her friend, who was house sitting a beautiful-drop-dead-gorgeous home right off of Dolores Park.
Long story short, this day that started with brunch ended with picking up dinner, making chocolate chip cookies and hot cider, snuggling on the couch with 2 rockstar ladies, and watching 3 Christmas movies [Home Alone, The Holiday, and The Family Stone] on what felt like a regular Saturday night in. For the first time, SF felt like home, not just a temporary stage in my rotation program-home. So I got to thinking, and I finally landed on why that is:
While collectively I may have only spent 4 hours in this beautiful-drop-dead-gorgeous home, those 4 hours were crucial. Those 4 hours showed me, for the first time, a life in SF that I would want to lead. Carrie and her fellow girl gang showed me what fabulous lives successful women in NY can lead. But what about SF? Full House doesn’t really do the trick for me. But after this weekend, I have a better idea of what I want and what dreams to envision.
So, I’ll continue to write my dreams and work towards them. And who knows, maybe someday, I’ll be writing another post, still in SF, long past the end of this work rotation.
Photos by: Kelsey Johnson
