If you’ve checked in on my Twitter feed you’re aware that I have moved recently from San Francisco to Sacramento. And you may have inferred from my twitter activity, and from my use of I instead of We, that T and I are no longer together.
I don’t want to get into why this happened, but I can give you the scoop on what has been happening the past three months… T moved out in June in favor of her own place in San Francisco. She was lucky to find a nice in-law type unit in a good San Francisco neighborhood, while I was lucky to find a roommate to share the rent. The change has been difficult, but it was not unexpected. Things had not been so great in the relationship for a while and we both came to the conclusion that it was better to end it now rather than continue to build a life together that was not the best for us.
After the separation, I struggled to decide whether or not I wanted to stay in San Francisco. I created a bunch of pro and con lists and each time Sacramento came out as the best choice. So as of last Wednesday, I am a Sacramentan, again. For those who don’t know, T and I met at UC Davis and lived in Sacramento for three years prior to our move to San Francisco. It feels more like home to me here, and now that I’ve actually finished the move (ugh, I hate moving), I know it was the right choice.
I have slowly been piecing together the holes in my life and normalcy is returning. Being in Sacramento close to friends and family has helped tremendously. I have played golf twice in 10 days, something I never did while living in San Francisco. I’m living downtown and can walk to work in under 15 minutes. I found a spot two blocks from one of the main thoroughfares so there are plenty of eateries around and I am only six blocks from a major grocery store. I was lucky to find the place and I thank Erin and Brendan for their recommendation.
Although I know that Sacramento is the best place for me right now, I still miss San Francisco. I miss the smell in the morning, I miss the people in my old office, and I just generally miss the old life I had. It’s ok though because I am growing from this experience, just as I had grown from living in San Francisco, and eventually things will be all right in my world.
