The apartment they have set me up in FABULOUS. No really. Right there on the water. I can literally walk to one end of my apartment complex and be on the water's edge. Pretty cool stuff. And they even send someone in once a week to do my cleaning. SCORE.
Training is monotonous. I think we could cover all the stuff it took us a week to cover in about 3 days, maybe less. Thankfully our class is small so it doesn't make it too chaotic. I'm walking to work every morning in the brisk SF air. Love the smell of fish guts and trash early in the morning.
I have a mixed bag and mixed reviews about my fellow classmates. There is only one of girl and we get along fabulously. The other guy that came from our same office goes from driving me to the point of murder to being a buddy. I may kill him by the end of the two months. The other two guys are nice, for the most part. One is just a little bit more pouting and full of himself for my taste, whatever. What can I say? You were never promised to like all our co-workers when you join a company.
Now the food. Oh the food. I promised myself to try a new restaurant every single night. I mean come on, I'm in one of the best places in the world for FOOD. Sad, isn't it? That the most exciting thing to me about being in the big city is the food selection. So far I have had a Gordon Biersch (eh.), Figaro (yummy Italian), Paragon (good, but overrated) and my favorite of the bunch, Home (I want to move in there.). If you want to know what I thought of these places check out my Yelp posts.
The hardest part so far has obviously being away from Hubby. I think he missed me more than he thought he would too. We spent all weekend just being together and getting on each other's nerves. Aw, young love. My sleep pattern is all jacked up due to learning to sleep alone again. Which stinks. Because I love me my sleep. I did take one day to just go walk about the city and take some pictures. Which was awesome. There is so much to capture.
All in all I give the first week a C+. Not the best week I've ever had, but certainly not the worse. And just between you and me I am kind of looking forward to going back to my little apartment and having my OWN PLACE. If only I could fit Hubby in my suitcase.