Spent two days in San Francisco for long business meetings with a new client. Nice people but I'm just not used to sitting still for two days. Plus the city is so noisy and congested. I just felt I was in the middle of a bad dream. Everywhere you went there were people vying for spaces...everything from a parking place to a seat at the bar. It's hard for me to believe that I used to thrive on life in San Francisco. I even found myself getting depressed yesterday when we were heading out for social hour and dinner to get better acquainted. All I wanted to do was go home.
I woke up in the middle of the night last night and just stood by our bedroom window so I could hear the water rushing down the hill from the upper pond to the lower pond. It was a beautiful sound. And that was the only sound. So soothing.
There was an Oracle convention in town with 40,000 in attendance. That probably made it even worse. I didn't get the sense that anyone else at the meeting wanted to go home. I'm definitely a country girl.
Cures for what ailed me
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