Mary Panttaja

I am lying here on our inflatable mattress watching the sunrise over San Francisco Bay. We have landed, ironically, in our old apartment building in South Beach. Not “edgy” or really modern, but the best views and southern exposure (220 degrees of south light), gym, pool, hot tub, access to the Embarcadero riding and walking paths, near to where work will be and the ball park, and most, if not all, of the construction in this area is done. (Some of the places I was looking had a lot of construction ongoing.) We’ve only got the mattress, two sleeping bags, and one towel. Over the weekend we’ll bring down the furniture and kitchen which is all waiting in storage. We (I) went a bit overboard and we have  two bedrooms (all the best views go in the two bedroom apartments it seems), so we have space for guests. And there are great trails and playgrounds along the Embarcadero to entertain my granddaughters with.

We also found the perfect office yesterday, even better than the perfect office we found last week. So maybe we can get it all settle and really spend time on our work shortly. Our partner, Tom, found his apartment a block from here and we’ll be getting  to work there next week. Maybe we’ll miss doing our hiring interviews in Starbucks, the MOMA Cafe, Zebulon, and benches in South Park. Maybe not. I won’t miss scrambling around for quarters for parking meters.

It’s exciting and nerve racking. I find I’m very surprise to be suddenly doing this, though there are no obvious signs that it is a wrong path. Everyone once and awhile I get a little homesick, but that should improve when I actually have a home here.

That’s the news.

PS. We should get a website up shortly on our company, though it won’t have much of anything on it. The new company name is RebelVox.