Extended Stay Adventures: Mix of Getting Things Done and Getting to Know This City
Busy day yesterday, despite not having any training or anything else "scheduled." I did end up getting my stay extended for additional training (important stuff the college agree I should stay for). Yesterday was a sort of in-between sessions day, so I have a day to myself...in the West Coast! I spent a good deal of the day, however, working. Catching up on emails, trouble shooting issues needed my attention, planning, etc. I felt rather productive. I do like being in charge of this program. Such a great fit for me in terms of professional expertise and passion. Would I like more money, of course. But with hard and good work, that will come. And what would the next step be? Do I want to take on an even larger program? Maybe include more under what I already do? Maybe. Would I want to be a dean someday? It sounds attractive. Again, my answer is maybe. I need a better idea of what is involved, and it seems like a lot! I respect our Dean (the one I work most with) a lot. Very busy, hardworking, and straight forward. I like all those, but especially the straight-forwardness. I want to convey that to him. I like my new responsibilities, although it feels overwhelming at times. I have to be patient with myself there.
I probably could have continued working indefinitely. There is always more work to do. But after the most pressing things were taken care of, I decided to stop and spend a little time enjoying this beautiful city. I again went for a nice jog along the bay. Felt good. I then decided to rent a car to really explore the city and the area. That is me. I wanted to get a feel for things and just go where things led me. That I did. I'm a navy veteran, so I visited the naval museum and all the bases in the area. I was stationed East Coast, so I really wanted to see and experience the bases on this side. My old ship (re: my old home for four years) is actually currently docked here, which I found prtty amazing. Wherever you go, home is kind of always there. But, as they say, you can never go home again. As a veteran, I am not allowed back on bases, despite my VA card. I need an active military ID (or retired ID). Don't have those. Could not get on the bases, and they have currently stopped tours. I really tried multiple paths to see if I could get on board my old ship, even for a while. Just not happening. Irony. Stuck on that thing for four years. Couldn't wait to leave. And here I wanted nothing more than to get back on. Can't believe it's been 15 years. Where does the time go. In any case, I got as close as I could. It was good just to see her live and in port again. Talk about nostalgia.
I also checked out a local island and stopped at a ocean beach front. It was starting to get late, so I headed back to the city. I also had some other errands to run, included stocking up on things I needed, since I hadn't planned to stay so long. I just enjoyed the cruising. Got to see and experience the area.
My last stop was this fantastic bar on the top of a hotel that overlooked the local MLB park. I wasn't particularly interested in the game, but I am an old school sport fanatic (retired from the past time in a way--but considering picking it up for my boys sake...and also to bond more with other men--people love sports, as I used to, but I just kind of got sick of it...not sure how to rekindle that passion, and it is hard to fake it). It was fun, and I watched the game, drank and overpriced beer, and chatted with a few strangers who were also from out of town travelling on business trips.
Sessions start up again today. Kind of a bummer. Would love to chill more, but this is really important stuff, so I do have to psyche myself back up, get back into it. I may be more down-low with the activities. I can't spend to much (but I would say I have been pretty frugal, while also giving myself permission to experience life).
Good to write again. I regretting not having enough time to do so yesterday (and I thought I would have plenty).
Miss my boys. I made sure we talked yesterday. I love them so. I love our relationship and our strong bond. That is precious to me.
I probably could have continued working indefinitely. There is always more work to do. But after the most pressing things were taken care of, I decided to stop and spend a little time enjoying this beautiful city. I again went for a nice jog along the bay. Felt good. I then decided to rent a car to really explore the city and the area. That is me. I wanted to get a feel for things and just go where things led me. That I did. I'm a navy veteran, so I visited the naval museum and all the bases in the area. I was stationed East Coast, so I really wanted to see and experience the bases on this side. My old ship (re: my old home for four years) is actually currently docked here, which I found prtty amazing. Wherever you go, home is kind of always there. But, as they say, you can never go home again. As a veteran, I am not allowed back on bases, despite my VA card. I need an active military ID (or retired ID). Don't have those. Could not get on the bases, and they have currently stopped tours. I really tried multiple paths to see if I could get on board my old ship, even for a while. Just not happening. Irony. Stuck on that thing for four years. Couldn't wait to leave. And here I wanted nothing more than to get back on. Can't believe it's been 15 years. Where does the time go. In any case, I got as close as I could. It was good just to see her live and in port again. Talk about nostalgia.
I also checked out a local island and stopped at a ocean beach front. It was starting to get late, so I headed back to the city. I also had some other errands to run, included stocking up on things I needed, since I hadn't planned to stay so long. I just enjoyed the cruising. Got to see and experience the area.
My last stop was this fantastic bar on the top of a hotel that overlooked the local MLB park. I wasn't particularly interested in the game, but I am an old school sport fanatic (retired from the past time in a way--but considering picking it up for my boys sake...and also to bond more with other men--people love sports, as I used to, but I just kind of got sick of it...not sure how to rekindle that passion, and it is hard to fake it). It was fun, and I watched the game, drank and overpriced beer, and chatted with a few strangers who were also from out of town travelling on business trips.
Sessions start up again today. Kind of a bummer. Would love to chill more, but this is really important stuff, so I do have to psyche myself back up, get back into it. I may be more down-low with the activities. I can't spend to much (but I would say I have been pretty frugal, while also giving myself permission to experience life).
Good to write again. I regretting not having enough time to do so yesterday (and I thought I would have plenty).
Miss my boys. I made sure we talked yesterday. I love them so. I love our relationship and our strong bond. That is precious to me.
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