June 11, 2009
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I wrote the below entry July '08 but never made it public for whatever reason ... oh well, here it is.
And now, in a month, I'm moving again -- this time to the burbs. Hoorah!
I think I'm ready for the move. But 100% of my friends seem to be horrified at the prospect. It's funny how citified all my friends are. I'm turning 30 soon. Buying a house seems normal to me but my friends are amazed at how "grown-up" I am. I even heard this from 39 year old friend of mine Good thing people are living longer these days if maturity is being pushed back to 30+.
Anyway, a few of my friends have started to blog again so it has piqued my interest and made me revisit my blog. Facebook and Twitter seems to have overshadowed traditional blogging. Those two mediums are instant. And instant is good, right?
You know what IS horrifying about moving to the burbs? No Pinkberries around the corner. I just looked up my local Pinkberry to see how late it stays open and discovered that it delivers. What a travesty to only have discovered this one month before moving. Yes, I am lazy. I think I may starve in the burbs. I really don't know what I am going to eat. I'll have to eat in Manhattan before taking the train home. Ha!
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After years of "When are you guys moving back to the States" questions, we've finally done the deed. It's no longer this big looming thing that will happen one of these days. We were all getting sick of talking about, I'm sure, but it's just one of those questions that people love to ask us.
So it's the 2nd day in our new flat (I can't bring myself to say apartment yet) and it's not much to look at yet. Just crap everywhere and dirt, dirt, dirt. Who ever cleaned the place before our arrival apparently has never heard of cleaning products or elbow grease. There's a film of dirt and krusties in every corner. So I gotta scrub this place down before I can unpack anything and the cleaning process has been a bitch. But it's oddly rewarding once you see everything start to sparkle. I generally don't do cleaning but I've gotten down to the micro level of using a toothbrush to get into little crevices. No cleaning person that I hire would ever do this so I'm just gonna do it myself and then get a person in for weekly cleanings.
The inside of our apt is a big mess so let's look outside shall we? It's pretty novel to me to have a view since London doesn't have many high rises so almost no one has much of a view.
I was almost up early enough to catch the sunrise this morning. Still a bit jet lagged. View from the bedroom.
The same view of Central Park and reservoir taken from the bedroom later that day.
We have river and Jersey views from the living room, guest bath, and kitchen.
Most of the flat faces north so this is the view from the bedroom and living room taken from the balcony.
View of more of the park from the balcony.
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