Different.

So... I am officially a Brooklynite.  Well.  Maybe not.  But 13 days ago, we moved to Brooklyn.  Specifically, Brooklyn Heights.  So far, it's been wonderful.

There's still stuff we have to get done:  like hang art, get a couple of pieces of furniture, get rid of a couple of pieces of furniture, figure out where to store things.  It can be overwhelming, but I am not letting it be.  It's just nice to be home.  And that's what we bought.  A home.

In the midst of it all, we are both still working.  I took a few days off but jumped right back into work after one day of post-move rest. 

I suppose I am very lucky to have work even during what is considered the second slowest month when it comes to catering work.  I actually met my income goal for the month.  But the SLOWEST month of catering is August.  So, let's see if I can meet my goal.  I do have gigs lined up already, so it's looking positive.

It's been a positive past month.  The move went smoothly.  The transition is working.  Work is happening.  And someone called to ask why I am so skinny in pictures.  Not that I am skinny but apparently, I photograph skinny.  Good times.

Maybe moving to Brooklyn was the key.  Maybe moving in general was the key.  Maybe what I needed to do was change some life parameters to get some things moving.  So far, it's been wonderful.  Later.

Labels: Change, home, Moving

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Relaxed.

I love vacation.  I don't even understand people who don't.  And I don't believe any of the excuses people make not to go on one.  It's just so rejuvenating. 

It rained almost every day I was in Northern California.  Sometimes, the man and I think that it rains on purpose so that the two of us slow down and do nothing.  Lord knows that we try to fill up our vacation time with way too much.  But if it rains, we just sit in our B&B/cabin/hotel room and relax.  It helps us a lot. 

This was my third time visiting Northern California.  And more and more, it is looking like we may want to move there.  The Man could definitely transfer his work there.  I could easily find a job in my industry.  We love the weather.  We have friends built-in.  We'd need to get cars.  But we could get over that. 

I had fun this vacation.  There were a few wrenches thrown in but we managed.  I am glad to be home.  I guess regardless of where I am, I eventually miss home.  But vacation is good.  I need more.  Later.

Labels: home, vacation

  ¶ 11:46 PM 0 comments