Well, I am still alive. This blogging thing kind of got pushed back in the priorities when I had some visitors come out. After they left, I forgot how to blog, leaving me stressed about my second round effort. Maybe stressed isn’t the right word.

Time has moved fast since I blogged last. Work is going well, more people need to buy season tickets, from me, but thats ok. I am very excited as the season is about to start in less than two weeks, that will give a boost of excitement to what can be a repetitive job some days.

There are pro’s and con’s of settling in here in San Francisco. As of mid-February, I felt as if I was establishing my routine and starting to feel comfortable out here on the left side of America. This was nice, as all of us seek comfortable places, but it also reminded me that one of the reasons I believe I am here is to step out of that comfort that I felt I was basking in back home.

Just during that time, visitors came strolling in. An incredible week with Emily ended with a week of eating with the boys, then Bouldin stopped through on his way home from who knows where. All of a sudden, I look up and its mid-March. I am so very thankful for those people in my life, and the fact that they would come all the way out here to see me, but it all still makes me anxious.

Most of the time, my brain is wondering how long I will be here, how soon I will leave, or where will I go? Several things pull me to Nashville, but when is that ok? This is something I have dealt with in multiple circumstances, as I am always looking ahead to the next something. The next day, month, game, job, visit… These aren’t completely bad thoughts, as they create excitement, but it does hinder me from completely living in the situation I am in. Finding a balance between these thoughts fills up my time anyways.

Did I mention that I am part of a nude biking gang? That is a joke. But I did see one last weekend. Typical Nashville…