I’ve been living in San Francisco a little over four months. I had five immediate goals when I arrived:

1. Unpack box-partment and decorate within six weeks of move in – Did it in five.
2. Don’t get fired (or maybe it was “do well at work”. Still, end result is, don’t get fired.)– still employed
3. Find a gym – found
4. Make friends – well, see…so…but I, err…
5. Possibly finally trade in bitchy, useless, freeloading, ungrateful second cat.*