Moving, just keep moving*
I’m flying across the country today to finally move out of my apartment. I can’t even begin to tell you how stressed I’ve been to have a second home thousands of miles away, full of my stuff. (As in, I was having dreams that I’d forgotten to move out of not one but two other apartments.) I will feel immense relief when that is no longer the case.
Because guess what? I have to find a new place to live in California, as Qik will soon be moving to our awesome new offices in Redwood City. I could conceivably commute from where I am now, but I like being within walking distance of the office. I’ve gotten used to my two mile in, two mile out daily routine. So I’m looking to move either to Redwood City or somewhere else on the Caltrain line that’s pleasant. Luckily, almost everywhere around here is pleasant.
*Can’t get this Supergrass song out of my head. Reminds me of when my friend Jen and I used to exclaim “GAZ COOMBES!” (he’s their lead singer) for no reason whatsoever. (Really, is it any more odd than “Gordon Bennett!”?)