It just might be time to start getting back in to the blogging thing, again. I’ve been on a bit of a self-imposed hiatus because really, things were just so crazy with everything going on and unfortunately, I just just didn’t have the extra time or effort. Something had to give… the blog it was.
And, it’s not that things have totally calmed down at all. In fact, I think they’re only going to get even more crazy but hopefully I’ll have a little more energy and time to devote to the blog because I really do love keeping a written history, so-to-speak. Of course there are you, my loyal readers, who have been checking on the blog and wondering what’s going on. So, without further delay, I’ll slowly start filling you in on some of the going ons in our life… one blog entry at a time.
One of the “big” bit of news is that the Hubs and I have permanently returned to my home state of Massachusetts. After much deliberation and taking into account my Dad’s health situation, it just made sense to make Boston our home. In an ideal world, Mom & Dad will sell the California house and return to Boston to be closer to family, friends, good hospitals and doctors. The market being what it is right now, the move for them might have to wait, but hopefully good fortune will be upon them and things will move along sooner rather than later. The hubs and I spent 14 months living with Mom and Dad to help caregive but the time had come for the Hubs and I to get back to us. As hard as it was to say goodbye and the stress and worry if they’re going to be okay can be overwhelming at times, we take comfort in knowing we’ll always be there for my parents- no matter the distance or any obstacles. I thank my lucky stars that I have married a special man that has the patience, respect and good nature to deal with such a difficult situation and all that it entails… but that’s a post for another time.
Another reason to move to Boston, to be honest, is because we were looking for a city that would provide us with a similar lifestyle to what we once had in Sydney. In order for that to happen, the city had to have charm and history, be near the water, have good public transportation, be considered walkable, have its share of mom and pop corner stores and cafes to frequent, have close proximity to arts and culture and have a lovely neighborhood/community feel. We thought about Seattle, New York City and Chicago for instance, but in the end, we came back to Boston. We know Boston is not going to be exactly like Sydney, but for American cities, I think it’s probably the closest match up and the best we’re going to get without returning to our beloved Sydney.
You see, when we lived in Sydney, we did not have a car for over three years. We took public transport everywhere and walked everywhere. We had Sydney Harbour literally right out our front door and cute little clothing boutiques, locally owned specialty food markets and cafes, a fish & chiper, a produce market, a butcher, a baker and a fish monger, a farmer’s market, a chemist, a book store, postal office and more at our fingertips. It was so ideal and such a smart way to plan a neighborhood around walking and local businesses. We really miss not having this in the US. Instead it’s strip malls and Walmarts and massive developments that make you drive everywhere and sit on the highway for hours stuck in traffic. The little guy is being driven out and frankly, I think it’s a bit sad. Fortunately, I think we can find some of Sydney in Boston.
So now the hunt is on for the right area of Boston, the right neighborhood and ultimately, the right house to buy. Purchasing our first home is exciting and nerve-wracking at the same time. It’s such a huge investment, a major commitment and ultimately, it will shape the next several years of our lives. Added to all that is a bit of stress and wonder of how the Hubs will like Boston. Being a California guy, he has never lived in Boston or anywhere that experiences cold winters. He has never had to deal with a negative windchill factor, ice storms, the flurry of snow storms and all it horrible glory like shoveling, de-icing the car and dealing with the grocery store madness as everyone rushes to stock up on groceries because of an impending storm- all thanks to the left over fear from the Blizzard of ’78. Yes, it’s fun times ahead and hopefully the novelty of freezing, bitter cold and snow leaves the Hubs all giddy with excitement like a 5 year old kid experiencing their first White Christmas.
Well, that’s the long and the short for now. There’s much more to come including our across country adventure, weddings, family camping trips and another “big” bit of news. See, I keep you wanting for more!