One of my biggest blessing also happens to be one of my biggest curses (well, it’s more of a struggle then a curse). When I was thinking of coming out to California for school, one the biggest questions I had to wrestle with was what I would do about housing. If I was going to school full time, I wouldn’t have any income any more, and to make it worse, San Francisco is the most expense city to the U.S. right now. I had some savings, but not enough to live off of for the next two years. During the application process, I had been consulting with a web developer friend of mine; he was a huge encouragement during this process. He was my ‘rubber duck’ when I got stuck on something and needed to talk through the bugs in my code. Sean is just one of my many friends who meet every Monday for a dinner of rice and beans, aptly named O.R.B. (the Order of Rice and Beans). Sean’s parents were visiting Chicago during my application process and came along for our weekly dinner. During that meal, Sean and I were talking about the application process and his parents overheard. They interjected “you know, if you get accepted, you are welcome to stay with us”. I thanked them politely and replied saying “that’s so kind, but I don’t really think I’ll get in, it’s very competitive”. And I left it at that.
You can guess what happened next – but humor me for a moment. It was Thanks Giving and the majority of my family was up at the family lake house in Bethany Beach (Michigan) – by far my most favorite place on the face of this earth. I had brief conversations with family members about how I had been applying to this school, but the likely-hood of me getting in was slim to none. There I was, sitting on the couch next to my dad, and my phone gives off a little ping vibration. I glance at it, and to my surprise I got an acceptance letter from Holberton. I was in utter shock.
One of my biggest questions – if I decided to go to Holberton, where would I live? I know that Sean’s family had offered me housing, but I had assumed that it was most likely just a polite jester – not an actual standing offer. I reached out to Sean to see if he thought his parent’s offer was still on the table; and he assured me it was. Just a few short weeks later I was moving my stuff into Sean’s old room.
I am so grateful to be hosted by the Zellmers. They are gracious and kind, and it’s such a relief to come home to a family setting at the end of a long hard day. They share their meals with me, and since they they live in wine country, I have benefited from their extensive knowledge in the subject and their superior taste.
The only drawback, is the distance between Livermore and Holberton. School is in the financial district downtown and it’s 47 miles from where I am staying. This mainly means a long commute to and from school. But it also means that I don’t get to do some of the more spontaneous activities with my fellow students. Most of the other students live near the school, either because they were previously residents of SF, or they live in dorm style housing the school helped find. On Sunday’s they have gotten in the habit of goring for a hike or small adventure – but I lack the close proximity to them, so I usually just end up staying in Livermore. This past week some of the students went on a trail hike through Muir Woods just across the bridge. I wanted to go, Muir woods is beautiful and hard to pass up on. But adding another day of commuting did not sound appealing, so I passed on the opportunity. Instead, I went on my own tail hike in Livermore. I headed to Del Valle for some fresh air after Church. I am so glad I made the decision to stay in the East Bay instead of heading into the city, because it allowed me to have time to myself…completely by myself.
Between the time I wake up in the morning, and when I go to bed, I am surrounded by people. I leave the house within 20 minutes of waking up, and quickly find myself on a crowded commuter train. Then its 12 hours of school with 32 other students, another crowded train back home, a chat with Leanne and Steve over dinner, and then bed. I don’t get much time alone with my thoughts. I feel like I spend the whole week learning and soaking up as much as possible, it is only healthy to take a few hours or a day and let myself unwind.
I don’t know if I can stress this enough. As human beings, we cannot go full throttle all of the time for long amounts of time without a break. And…if you find yourself silently contradicting me, let me make an amendment. One cannot go full throttle all of the time for long amounts of time without a break without putting your mental health at risk. It’s sort of like a workout. You can do a super intense workout, giving it 110%, but you do it in reps (usually) and you take short breaks in-between sets. Going to school is a workout for your brain, and showing up six days a week is a set, after that set, you need to take a break, reset and recuperate to come in better prepared for the next set.
Del Valle Regional Park is a park of the East Bay Regional Park District in unincorporated Alameda County. It’s over 4,000 acres of trails, wildlife, and some spectacular views. Because of all of the rain fall, there the landscape was lush and full of color. As I lay in my hammock, I saw hummingbirds, woodpeckers, and quite a few lizards.
The recent rain may have provided for some green grass, but you could still see the effects of the sever drought from the past few years. The docks were all dried up, and a completely dried up river bed (I don’t think anyone has swam in this particular part of Del Valle recently).
I plan to go on a lot more hikes and find ways to unwind outside of school. I want to work hard and learn as much as I can in the short time I have here in San Francisco, I need to remember to take care of my mind and body in order to get as much as I can from Holberton.