thegypsygirl: February 2008

About Me

Location: San Francisco, Northern Cali

GYPSY: (noun) One inclined to a nomadic, unconventional way of life. The first time I traveled alone I was 4. My mom pinned a note to my dress then put me on a plane from Atlanta to L.A. to visit my dad for the summer. That must have marked the beginning of my insatiable wanderlust because I can't seem to get enough of running away from home. In the mean time, I've spent my life between a career in the media and years in the hospitality industry. My independence has kept me single but that's a part of life when your first love is travel. I've been robbed in Australia and slept on a park bench in Amsterdam, but at the end of the day, I was on the road and that's where I'm most at home.

Friday, February 29, 2008

One -thousand, six-hundred and seventy....

Dollars. That's the amount of the check I just wrote to pay-off my DUI fine.

Twenty-Two. The days since I have abstained from alcoholic beverages.

Four. This represents how many classes I have left to fufill my mandatory alcohol awareness program.

One. The sigh of relief I am saving up for, as I wait to exhale.

Zero. The number of tears I have shed during the last few weeks.

Wow...things are looking pretty bright and of course, I am extremely superstitious, so I don't want to jinx this. There are way to many Muni Buses and mini-coopers running rampant in this city to catch myself off-guard. However, the clarity of mind, the joining of the gym, the steady work...is allowing me to find the kick-ass girl inside me who has been missing for a few years. Leading me to my new favorite number: #41. The year my life begins.

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Whew...

Just a little update today...It's been a while, but honestly I've been so exhausted over the last few weeks, getting to bed and sleeping was an actual goal.

I was re-hired at Ottimista, I guess they missed me. They needed someone to work brunches, which is perfect for me because I still work at Izzy's 5 nights a week and that seems to be working out quite well. So, I decided to quit Betelnut, which kind of sucks because honestly I had the most fun there. I love all the people that work there and miss them a lot. But, working 3 jobs is nutty and made me nutty and that is bad. (I did the 3-job shuffle for about 2 weeks, and there were around 10 doubles in the shuffle...the 10-double shuffle. WHEW!

In the mean-time, I'm off alcohol for Lent...(no, I'm not a praticing Catholic, but quite superstitious and wanted to challenge myself to do something that is good for me...) I'm also training for the Bay to Breakers race which is May 18th. I was running 5 miles a day last year, so With a relatively set schedule, bartending and serving, and training and sleeping and not drinking and finding my own place to live, I should be back on track soon. Now, I have to schedule a couple of days off to reward myself. I'm dying for a road-trip...I just have to find a partner in crime.