I've been so busy lately I've been completely uninspired to write my blog. There are a lot of things coming up - our trip to NY and our cottage in PA, which I'm really excited about but I'm also a tad worried.
I haven't been outside of New York City for more than 3 1/2 weeks in over 19 years but I've been gone for six months. It's going to be very odd to go back again. I'm worried it's going to upset me a great deal. Although things are going well in London now, I still find myself pining for my old life in NY.
The thing about New York that I always loved is that you are always aware of the fact that you're in New York City. On a daily basis I'd see the landmarks that make the city so famous - my office was a stone's throw from the Empire State Building, Times Square and Madison Square Garden. I saw them all often. I crossed the Brooklyn Bridge and waved at the Statue of Liberty and gazed at the city skyline. I loved it. I really did. But, to be fair, after nearly 19 years, I was ready for a change.
I came to London eager to start anew and create a new life here for a few years. Everyone warned me how hard it was going to be and it has been. Granted I've had a few rough patches with being sick so many times, having an infant, and let's not forget the dreaded eviction. But it's getting better.
Last night, for the very first time, I forgot where I was and just felt at home. After four apartments in one year (our Brooklyn apt, the corporate housing, flat 1 and now flat 2), I finally feel like we're settling in and getting comfortable. Thank God.