Above is the apartment and Cuervo looks out the window. See all the tall buildings?Much has happened since the last time I posted. I have been living in Washington, D.C. for over a year and a half now. And to all of those people who say that where you live is not what makes you happy, or that if you are unhappy somewhere, moving won't make you happy - YOU ARE WRONG!!!!!!!!!
I am in a state of continual bliss whether I am fatigued or hurting or annoyed (although I am seldom annoyed by anything). I live in a wonderful place on the sixth floor with a bookstore that I can see from my bedroom window as well as many other shops (I basically live above a chic shopping center!) I adore it here and can't wait for my husband to move up full time and to buy a permanent place to live here.
I go to museums; I have no trouble with my vegetarian diet as even steakhouses here will have a vegetarian option; I eat almost all locally grown or organic food. My car may stay in the garage for as long as 8 days at a time, and I have a bicycle (and helmet) that I can ride to the post office, the grocery store, the drug store (all of which are within 4 blocks of where I live) or on any of the many bicycle trails here in Washington/Arlington. No one stares at me either, this 59 year old woman wearing a helmet and riding a bike - because I'm NOT THE ONLY ONE! And even if I were, it wouldn't matter. Here it's pretty much live and let live.
The best news and what actually got me up here earlier than my original 2010 date was the birth of my grand-daughter in April 2009. I got to spend almost every day of my life with her until they had to move to Africa (my son's work) this summer (I'll see them at Christmas).
If you are living in a place that stifles your soul, your creativity, your heart, then MOVE before you get any older. I should have done this a long time ago!
Ahhhhh, blisssssss...
