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Couch in the Kitchen

The All-Star and I decided to use a bit of our wedding dough to purchase some grown-up furniture for our new rented space. We’d been using the same old hand-me-down couches for years and we felt we were ready for a “sofa & loveseat” and some end tables to match. We even splurged on the matching ottoman/coffee table. And we were happier than pigs in poop… Until the furniture arrived that is. We discovered that due to the odd shape of our living room, there was no way that the sofa would fit through the door. GASP! Of course, instead of sending it back and paying the ridiculous restocking fee, we told the delivery men to leave it and began to think of way to mischievously get the sofa in there. I’m not going to get into any of the details but let’s just say the sofa is still not in the living room. There are possible plans with the landlord in the works but I’m not counting chickens. And so the sofa stayed, wrapped in it’s black travel blanket without a hope in the world of getting sat upon anytime soon. That is until yesterday when I decided it was taking up useful space and we should just set it up where it does fit…in the kitchen. WELL, the end result actually looks great. I love having a couch in the kitchen. I can take a comfy seat while I’m waiting for water to boil. I can enjoy my morning coffee and internet surfing facing slight south-east. When we have friends over we can serve some appetizers there. It’s actually a PERFECT spot for sitting. So I’m happy it all worked out. Eventually the sofa may actually make it’s way to the promise land that is the living room. But for now, I’m enjoying the fact that I pushed my original desire aside and made due with what we’ve got.

Ain't no couch fitting through this door

Ain’t no couch fitting through this door

A fortunate solution

A fortunate solution

Watching The All-Star cook breakfast  for me while I blog

Watching The All-Star cook breakfast for me while I blog

Life can be that way sometimes (or maybe even a lot of times.) You think you need things to be one way, but the truth is you just want it that way, and the reality is that there can be a whole lot of ways and maybe even better ones than you first expected. It’s a good lesson for me. I have a tendency to get a little cranky freak out when things aren’t as I want them. Now I’ll remember to look outside the box for alternative solutions. I may find myself even more comfortable than I’d intended to be!

Laura

String up the Lights!

It’s difficult being away from family at this time before the holidays.  I wish they could see how I’ve decorated my home and share with them warm meals and other festive goodies.  Luckily this year I’ll be flying back to New York this Christmas Eve and the following morning will be just as it was before I moved to another state.

It’s odd living in California in the winter time.  For years, the holidays meant it was cold outside and taking a walk down an illuminated street was accompanied by a warm cup of cocoa and a few layers of wool.  As crazy as it sounds, I do miss the cold, however nice it is to not have to bundle up all the time.  In fact, one of the coolest parts about this sunny side of the country is Christmas on the water.  My Florida family have been telling me about this for years.  Decorated boat parades and Christmas light contests.  It was not until I traveled 3000 miles away from my norm that I was able to take part in this fantastic holiday tradition.

Last night, after some delicious sushi and Saki, The All-Star and I drove down to Naples in Long Beach to enjoy some of their festive flare.  The temperature of the air was probably 60º which was the first “hooray” in my book.

Here’s a little bit about Naples for those who don’t know….  Many of the homes are on canals which run throughout this little part of town.  What makes it so unique (for me) is that the front of the homes are on the canals instead of the backyards, (which is what I’m used to), and there’s a sidewalk between the water and the properties with little bridges to walk and drive over and for boats to pass under.  It’s a very cool part of town.  Over the summer The All-Star and I kayaked through this area, not realizing at the time we were actually looking at the front of these beautiful beach dwellings.

So last night was the judging contest for this year’s “California Dreamin'” Christmas theme.  There were lots of folks walking up and down the canals and connecting streets, admiring the hard work of these most fortunate home owners.  A very cool sight to see.  I have to say that although I certainly do miss Christmas in New York, (not a whole lot beats that Rockefeller tree), seeing this light show on the water does get me into the holiday spirit.  How lucky I am to be able to experience both sides this year…the cold weather with the love of my family to keep me warm, and the warm weather with the excitement of the holidays to bring joy into my heart!

Happy Holidays!

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Laura

Home Sweet Almost Home

I’d like to apologize in advance for any days sans post this month.  It will be largely due to the fact that we’re moving!!  This time, it’s to a bigger apartment that’s closer to the beach.  Hooray!

I’d like take this opportunity to examine why it is that we’re moving for the third time in two years.  For myself, I believe I have a strong yearning for constant change.  As a young women approaching thirty, I somehow find stability in instability.  I can always count on the morning and my birthday and the traffic on the I-5.  With all these guarantees, it’s refreshing to experience something new.

Now I realize that our continuous signing of new leases may seem slightly nomadic to some.  Even I sometimes find it a bit unsettling to be so, well, unsettled.  But the truth is that at this time in my life, I’m on a mission.  A mission to grow and learn and experience new people and places and eccentric ideas.  If I stay in one place, life starts to feel a little like another day at Granny’s.  You know what I mean.  If everyday I’m waking up and going to work and coming home and cooking for John…I might as well just throw a rocker on the porch and call it a rap.  Granted I’ll be partaking in these normal daily activities wherever I live, but now in the interim I have a new nest to lay sticks in, new walls to cover, new windows to treat.  Outside my door there will be a new neighborhood to discover and people to meet.  Just thinking about it gets me giddy.

Change means new opportunity and a charge of excitement to get out there and be everything I can be.  Perhaps there’s some dysfunction in my inability to walk out of the same bedroom, into the same apartment, in the same neighborhood for more than 500 days.  (Just writing about it sounds mundane).  Or, perhaps, I just haven’t found the place to really call home yet.  I think it’s more in the latter.

I have always been one who listens to her instincts.  Granted, I may toil over the details, but in the end it’s usually gut – two, mind – zero.  So today my gut is telling me to get the hell out of dodge, again, and see what else is out there.  And as I set forth, other wanderers following the breeze will find themselves waking up in my old bedrooms past, and filling those fridges with their favorite delights, and staring at the wall in the kitchen wondering, “How did that crack get there?” (shhh)  It makes me feel part of the grand continuum of things.

In truth, I’m like a hermit crab. hermit crabIn order to grow, I must leave my shell for a more suitable fit.  I’m not quite sure how I ended up this way.  It’s just in my nature, I guess.

Some people are more like coral.   They have the ability to stay put and thrive, adding to the aesthetic and harmony of a place.  One day, I too may find a spot where Icoral can settle down and still grow.

I believe there is a neighborhood out there somewhere that I will for the rest of my days call home.  I’m not sure what town it’s in, or what county, or even what state, and I certainly don’t know when I will end up there.  But I know it’s a happy place.  For now, I’m content just traveling along, finding new reefs and beaches to explore.

( We’ll see how I feel after we move the couches. Smiley Faces )

Laura