Okay, I’ll admit it: I’m the type of person who, when I’m a visitor at someone else’s house, feels mighty tempted to clean up.  Chalk it up to the “leave an area in better shape than you found it” mantra my Brownie troop leader mother instilled in me, but I just have to tidy.

So in between editing a script for a new training video, having my weekly one-on-one call with my boss, and washing my laundry, I did some spring cleaning at Paul’s apartment.  Everything was dusted and thoroughly vacuumed, including behind furniture and underneath it.  Windows were washed and levelor blinds dusted.  Even the down comforter spent two hours draped over the ironing board, freshening up in the late morning sun.

Starting Tuesday I was back to work.  Paul’s place is quiet enough that I can get a lot done.  But I miss my larger screen and ergonomic keyboard.  This afternoon I need to pack before heading downtown for lunch with Monty and Dave.  Ty’s back from Hawai’i, too, so maybe we’ll meet for a drink afterwards.

This afternoon I stopped by Captain Submarine on Sacramento at Fillmore.  Samantha’s family owns the shop, so she and I ate lunch together and visited.  We both agree: San Francisco is a nice place to visit, but maybe not such a great place to live.  Just my opinion, though.  You’re entitled to yours.

Walking back from the Fillmore district along Bush Street, I was reminded how much I like the architecture in this city.  The Victorian and Edwardian houses are just gorgeous.  They look like gingerbread houses and come is so many colours (left). 

Speaking with Tawn this morning on Skype, we’re both ready to be back together in Khrunthep.  My flight leaves tomorrow early afternoon.  I’ll be back in the Big Mango by Friday night.