Another local enjoying the city from my favorite hill

“Happy Friday!” IMed my former co-worker (who’s still employed).  I indulged her structured delusions by sending back a smiley face.  When I was employed, Friday was critical for survival.  It marked the end of all the craziness that work slung your way, at least for a little while.  At times, that work seeped into the sacred days of the weekend, forcing me to grudgingly turn down invitations from friends who were actually enjoying their time off.  But now, it’s as if every day is Friday.  Actually, it’s better than Friday–it’s more like a perpetual Saturday!  I can do whatever I want, whenever I want.

In fact, today I scooted into the city and had tea with a friend who still has a job.  While I enjoyed the warm air, the ice tea and good company, he had to keep track of time and hustle back to work.  After tea, I scooted around the city and leisurely got home to do some of the obligatory job search.  Yes, I really AM looking for a job.  Honest.  After sending some emails and making a few phone calls, I sprung back on my scooter, and went to the optometrist (need to use my vision insurance while I’ve got it!), and then up to a nearby hill.

I love this hill–it’s a 10 min walk from my house, has better views than Twin Peaks, and offers peace away from stampeding tourists.   Peering down from the rocks, I never seem to get over the fact that I’m so lucky to live amongst such natural beauty.  Yes, we may have many scars and issues on this tiny peninsula, but we also boast amazing weather and dramtically gorgeous scenery.  And of course, my hill is always free   Now that I think about it, one of the best perks of unemployment is being able to run up this hill and soak in the city whenever I want.