Living out of the city now
I've been here upstate since Monday evening - it hasn't hit me yet that I've actually moved back into my parents'. I think it'll sink in once I receive an annoyed e-mail from my old property manager about the state of the apartment I left it in.
A bit of the trip down the memory lane - I cleaned out part of my closet so I can make room for a temporary storage closet, found quite some stuff I'd stuffed in there over the years: a Kirk Cameron poster couple years before he became born-again, a "fashionable" pair of puffy blue boots with wedge heels (must be when I was 13?), a box full of Baby Sitters Club, Sweet Valley Twins and High (I sure don't miss my pre-teen years!) in mostly good condition. Same for a few stacks of Archie comics I collected as a kid. I emailed my brother seeking his advice how to dispose of them. The books, I'll donate them to the village library when I get my hands on either of my parents' cars.
Cars. That's one thing - I miss the public transportation. What qualifies as public transportation here is for senior citizens shuttling between here and few other villages.
Ed note: few days after I posted this, I paid a visit to the village library - Schoharie Free Library - and found several phamphlets on routes and schedules of public transportation for *everyone* not limited to senior citizens. Last night, my mother informed me that she read my post and we agreed that I should correct this. There's routes to towns outside Schoharie County to Schenectady and Amsterdam.
Two things to get used to around here which are good. My parents are big on routine doing this and that regularly and I'm happy to report that it's slowly rubbing off on me. And the dogs - they have to go out few times a day, so I have to go outside too. The sub-zero cold is plain awful - once I'd gotten used to having two dogs outside with me at once, instead of turns I enjoy the outside better. Five minutes is the max once the dogs start eating snow and sniffing around for the neighbor's cat.
off to finish couple chores before mom gets home..
A bit of the trip down the memory lane - I cleaned out part of my closet so I can make room for a temporary storage closet, found quite some stuff I'd stuffed in there over the years: a Kirk Cameron poster couple years before he became born-again, a "fashionable" pair of puffy blue boots with wedge heels (must be when I was 13?), a box full of Baby Sitters Club, Sweet Valley Twins and High (I sure don't miss my pre-teen years!) in mostly good condition. Same for a few stacks of Archie comics I collected as a kid. I emailed my brother seeking his advice how to dispose of them. The books, I'll donate them to the village library when I get my hands on either of my parents' cars.
Cars. That's one thing - I miss the public transportation. What qualifies as public transportation here is for senior citizens shuttling between here and few other villages.
Ed note: few days after I posted this, I paid a visit to the village library - Schoharie Free Library - and found several phamphlets on routes and schedules of public transportation for *everyone* not limited to senior citizens. Last night, my mother informed me that she read my post and we agreed that I should correct this. There's routes to towns outside Schoharie County to Schenectady and Amsterdam.
Two things to get used to around here which are good. My parents are big on routine doing this and that regularly and I'm happy to report that it's slowly rubbing off on me. And the dogs - they have to go out few times a day, so I have to go outside too. The sub-zero cold is plain awful - once I'd gotten used to having two dogs outside with me at once, instead of turns I enjoy the outside better. Five minutes is the max once the dogs start eating snow and sniffing around for the neighbor's cat.
off to finish couple chores before mom gets home..
posted by Kate O. Breen at 3:27 PM
1 Comments:
Know exactly what you mean about cleaning stuff out! Nearly ten years ago, I moved into a new place, and in the process, went through a bunch of boxes I had in storage. Turned out they were from when I was in high school and the early years of college, so I was looking at things from 15-20 years previously. It was quite a trip, but it was also amazing to see what kind of stuff I held on to for so long!
Kept some stuff, tossed other things, and then re-packed up what I wasn't keeping out on the shelves, etc. Should be interesting when I finally go through the boxes once again down the road...
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