Wednesday, September 1, 2010

I Thought I Was Strange...

Hello all,

So, some exciting news amd updates...after spending a delightful summer in Monterey/Carmel area I thought it would be a pretty nice place to call home for a bit. So, after searching for a job here and there I have landed myself at the cutest little French restaurant in downtown Carmel. The plan is that I will be working there for a bit while the bakery/coffee shop/pizzeria extension is getting ready to open... then ill hop next door with my beret in tow. I've met some great people thusfar, and after two dream-like job offers (the other being half baker half creative developer of sorts...which I will be doing on the side) I joked that finding an apartment would probably be harder than finding a job. huh. not so amusing afterall.
After Paris and New York, a smallish seaside California town would be a piece of cake in the apartment hunting world...right? Huh. (again) Perusing Craigslist got me a bit worried at first since nearly all the posts read something like "Peace. Love. Harmony." or "No visitors and Limited Bathroom Privileges." Still on the excitement high from the new place of work, I didn't let it bother me too much. But after visiting a house that smelled like pee and being greeted by a guy who clenched a forty (a Cobra not to mention) in his hand at 10:30 in the morning I began to worry. Another house welcomed me with the TV blaring so loudly I wouldn't even hear the surfer dude who was trying to rent it to me. Another bid me farewell, not with the commonplace "Have a nice day" but rather "Peace be with you." And these were the ones that made it past the Craigslist screening and phone calls! And when I finally got a second to sit down for a snack, a crazy Aussie started running around (literally...i kid you not) and yelling at me that cell phones give you cancer. Huh. This should be an interesting year to say the least.
But alas, one place was pretty perfection, a nice size house in Seaside... on top of hill with two lovely ladies. They have a deck, compost, and a veggie garden.... even a view of the ocean. The only catch? They are seeing several people who want the place, so I guess they have to like me as much as I like their view. In the meantime, I'm going to try and do something to counteract all the crazy hippie-rageous-ness circling me. Maybe Ill go hunting or something. Just kidding. I think.

The lovely Amanda et moi lunching at La Bicyclette way before the notion of working there popped onto the scene

1 comment:

  1. I can't wait to hear about this on the phone!!!