Blogger fail. Or mostly picture-taking fail, I guess. Here’s a quick recap of the last two months.
I turned 28 and celebrated over multiple days with lots of friends and family. Kind of uneventful this year, but that’s ok. The first few weeks in January I worked from home because our office was being renovated, which I kind of loved and kind of hated for the expected reasons (no commute! pretty lonely). I think it would have been better if I had a little more to do, but the workload was light around that time.
Immediately after that was a completely different story… I was day-tripping to my first solo workshops every other day for about two weeks and at the same time took on responsibility for some new projects. It was busy, but I like it like that! I did a workshop on Cape Cod and spent a night with Ben in Sandwich. We went for a dark walk/tromp through the marsh and then ate at an Irish bar (complete with fiddlers!).
I’ve been getting into my cooking groove by slowly stocking my pantry and freezer. I even found a winter farmers’ market where I stocked up on local meat.
(Curry tuna cakes and sweet potato fries.)
Other than that, it’s been snowing a lot. I love snow, but it makes commuting a pain. I wish it would just melt between storms so we’d have a fighting chance, but instead we’re deep into the ice season around here with the alternating melting/freezing cycles.
What else? I’ve enjoyed seeing friends around here on a semi-regular basis. Maria and I went to Passim to see Ryan Montbleau and he was amazing. That was a great night – perfect food, beer, music, and company. I’ve been swimming more (twice a week usually, up from once a week) and on Friday I swam a mile! I miss biking and am starting to get excited for spring, but I know we have a ways to go…
What a year.
We decided in Bandon that the slogan for 2013 would be “no f-ing around” because there was lots to do and it was time to get serious about, well, everything. I think we did well, and between doing a million different things, there really wasn’t any time to f*** around.
During that time, I returned to Umatilla in February to teach 4th grade. Highlights of those two weeks included getting sick (again), spending my time between classes writing my dissertation in the tiny chairs in the library, Valentine’s Day with the kids, Skiposium, and almost running out of gas in the middle of nowhere in eastern Oregon.
In April Sarah and I became doctors (and I had the best hair day of my life).
In May I went back to Umatilla for the last time (it’s crazy how much I miss that crazy place) to teach 2nd grade, Sarah and I met up in Hood River for some wine tasting, and I flew back to Boston for my grandmother’s funeral.
In July I went to Boston again for my job interview at the Museum.
I left at the end of August for a crazy road trip.
I started my new job in September and immediately went to Bryan and Kara’s wedding, the Red Sox won the World Series in October, Maria and Galo got married and I moved into my apartment in Arlington in November, and I celebrated Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year’s with family and friends.
Again, what a non-stop year. Lots of ups and downs. I’m curious to see what 2014 will bring…
The renovations/additions to the house look great!
Good to see Taiga up and about again!
Then we went on a trail run in the snow.
The rest of the time we spent in the house eating delicious food, reading, and watching movies. I had such a great time!
Big news over here; I got a couch!
After a month of living here, I feel much less like a nomad now. I was glad I waited, though, to give my finances a chance to catch their breath.
I switched the Ikea shelf back to the smaller wall, where it makes a lot more sense, but first I had my dad make a few “feet” for it to rest on. The heat coming from the floor is more under control now, but it still gets warm, so I wanted to avoid damaging the shelf (and the contents of the shelf) by lifting it up a bit.
Now everyone can come visit me and have a place to sit! (Or sleep; when the back cushions are removed it’s a pretty roomy couch.)
And my Oregon license plate. SAD.
Or, Trimtab, I guess?
I’ve been living in my apartment for about two weeks, and I’m really starting to love it. I still have a long list of things I need to buy and do, but it’s livable for now and I needed a break from hunting for furniture.
I got the kitchen cart from a sweet old Russian man on Craigslist, and the table and chairs are from Ikea.
The bed and nightstand are from Ikea and the dresser is another Craigslist find. It’s on the small side, but it fits perfectly between the two (non-connecting) closets.
Clearly I still need to hang those paintings and get a couch. There’s no overhead lighting in this (giant) room, so I’m glad I somehow managed to fit the lamp in my car.
I knew that it was going to be warm in a fourth floor apartment (even with my thermostat all the way down – my radiators haven’t ever been on), but after sweating through a few nights I was getting frustrated. I originally had that white Ikea shelf on the opposite wall, but found that the floor in that corner of the room was getting really hot, so I moved it temporarily to get access to a panel that my dad and I lifted to reveal:
Completely uninsulated HOT water pipes. With a loosely fitting panel on top that was leaking hot air between the cracks. I know you’re going to say I should have gone to the landlord or superintendent, but I wanted something done quickly (don’t worry, everything we did was completely removable).
We did the same thing on the other side of the wall in the bathroom. We stuffed the insulation into the bottom of the radiator and covered it with a piece of wood. Like I said, there’s still some heat seeping through, but it’s noticeably cooler (although I’m still cracking windows open in 25 degree weather).
The summer will also be very interesting, temperature-wise, but I’ll deal with that when we get to it.
I knew when I moved back to Massachusetts that I didn’t want to compete with students who were starting school and looking for apartments. Everything moves so quickly around Labor Day weekend that I knew I wouldn’t have a chance, even if I had people looking at places for me. Plus, I had sold all of my furniture in order to move across the country, and by trying to maximize my time in Eugene and sightseeing along the drive, I arrived in Boston about 36 hours before I had to start working (I keep promising a post about my job…).
So I lived with my parents in Watertown for about two and a half months. It definitely made the transition a lot easier, and I could take my time looking for an apartment I really loved instead of settling because I needed a place to live.
Surprisingly, I was sold on only the second place I looked at. Part of the draw was that there was a lot of time before I could move in so I could prepare. It’s in Arlington, around the corner from Maria and Galo, in a great neighborhood that I know quite well (it’s close to where my grandmother lived), and the whole place is nice and clean (with a new kitchen).
I’m standing in the kitchen looking at the front (white) door. The brown door is a closet.
(Those are light fixtures that need to be hung.) There’s a dishwasher! Although I wish it was some more cabinet space instead (the upper cabinets are all really tall and hard to reach). Another con: electric stove… come on! The faucet is sweet though – it’s dual spray/normal, and it detaches from the post.
I need more cabinet/storage space!
Huge! Kind of a strange layout though.
I hope to post more as I settle in and things change. I did the big move on November 15, which was a day that I mainly spent building Ikea furniture with my parents. It looks a lot different already!
What an amazing wedding weekend! I was so happy to be able to celebrate with one of my very best friends. All the times we had talked about the wedding, I never knew where I’d be living when the time finally came, or where I’d be flying from… never would have guessed that I wouldn’t have to travel AT ALL. So exciting.
(Great dresses, especially the color – lapis.)
So beautiful! I loved the colors. We had the warmest, sunniest November day you could ask for, sandwiched between two gray days of cold and rain.
The reception at Oakley was filled with amazing singing, dancing, food, and friends. I had such a good time. I really didn’t take many pictures – that’s what the professionals are for, right?
Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Lopez (yup, still weird)! They’re off celebrating their honeymoon this week, and when they return, I will be living around the corner from them!