Settling In

It’s my first Sunday morning in my new home. I moved in three days ago. I’m already about 96.4% unpacked. I would have made it to 100% but this place is smaller than my last house and I am still trying to figure out where to put some things. Why no linen closet? Why?
People have asked me if I love my new place, and the answer is, not really. I mean, please don’t misunderstand. I like it well enough. I am grateful that I found it, and it is certainly comfortable, well maintained, ideally located, not too far from work or amenities (the bank and grocery store are about 2 minutes away, the office is about a 15 to 25 minute drive, depending on weather and traffic). With my furniture and belongings in it, it feels like home. But it also feels very cookie cutter to me, without a loving soul. Perhaps that is a good thing, this is a short term, 10 month lease, and I think not being in love will keep me motivated to find the cozy, soulful house of my dreams.
The weather has been mild-ish. The perky newscasters keep telling me that this has been an extremely mild November, usually about 50 degrees during the day. It is raining today, lightly now but heavier rain is expected this afternoon. I own four different levels of coats: light rain, polar tech, the wool duffle and the dreaded down puffer that makes me look like Randy, the little brother from A Christmas Story. Oh, and I have an L.L.Bean Trapper hat that is most fetching! But so far I’ve been fine with the light rain coat or polar tech. I know winter is coming, however, because EVERY SINGLE PERSON I have met since I moved here, and told I am a recent California transplant, has laughed and said “ha ha ha, good luck with the winter.” Every single person. I mean, I read. I have an education. I understand that the weather is different on the east coast from the west coast. I’m a little frightened about it, but I understand it is coming. I even bought 2 snow shovels (one for the house, one for the car) and a rake for the car roof. Bring it!
I’ve been getting lost, a lot. Relying on Google Maps has been a godsend, but frankly, our relationship is a little tempestuous. Sometimes, she refuses to speak to me, and I have no idea why. Sometimes, she is willfully obtuse. Seriously what the f*ck does “take the second exit off the roundabout” even mean? Apparently not what I thought, because I earned the dreaded “proceed to the route” again after that maneuver. Getting lost has been both scary and serendipitous. Yesterday one wrong turn had me speeding down the Mass Pike towards Boston, not my destination. Another wrong turn took me through the sweetest little town I’ve ever seen, one I want to return to for possible housing.
I’m not sure how I feel about all of this yet. I’m not sure it’s even all sunk in yet. There’s been so much change, and along the way some very stressful bumps, especially the recent illness that I’m still not fully recovered from. I won’t be going in to the new office until after Thanksgiving. My employers have been fantastic about allowing me the flexibility to work from home for another week so I can continue to get better and take care of the gazillion little details of settling in, from opening a local bank account to buying a car. I’m so grateful for that, it’s been essential to my pulling this all off. However, I think once I do start going to the office on a regular schedule, things will feel more “regular,” like this is my real life. I’m looking forward to Daisy getting here (that’s another post in itself), and the upcoming holidays. Next weekend, if the weather cooperates, I plan to go in to Boston for the first time, very excited about that!
My sister did a big relocation earlier this year, and she told me it took her about three months to really settle in and feel like she was back to living her life. In the meantime, I’m trying to stay as Zen as possible, and enjoy the ride. Even when I take the wrong road, I usually end up somewhere good.
The end, for now

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: