I really miss the seasons of the Midwest. Talking with some of the long time residents of Los Angeles/Hermosa Beach, I can tell that the extreme seasonal changes I am use to back home don’t occur here. Even though I cursed the cold weather, ice and snow every winter, it was always something I expected around the same time each year. Since I have been in California, I have only seen three “changes” in Hermosa weather. Either the weather is sunny, foggy or rainy, with very little deviation from that. Last winter, I took solace in the fact that I was going home for most of late-fall/early winter. Traveling back to Missouri, I enjoyed seeing the fall colours and eventually relished the thin sheets of ice that made everything glisten so magically.
I have always had this weird fascination with ice.
It’s silly to feel so let down by weather, I suppose. I should feel privileged to live in a part of the country that seems so many sunny days, but I feel like I’m missing out on integral activities that take place in more temperate climates. I want to throw snowballs and see the changes in the trees right outside my window (all I can see is palm trees). I know that I can ultimately see changes if I traveled just outside LA or further north, but raking leaves during the fall was always an activity I oddly enjoyed.
I will definitely try to travel back home over the coming months, so I may even be able to build a snow man in late December. Until then, I will have to be content with the beautiful sunny weather that I wake up to almost every day here. However, I will continue to secretly pray that a freak blizzard will coat Hermosa in gorgeous, fluffy snow and I will have the most epic snow ball war this city has ever seen.
After a long weekend of moving in the madhouse that was Hermosa Beach during the 4th, I am finally able to start setting the house up properly. The last of the major pieces of furniture were delivered today, all of my art has been hung and I have all the boxes unpacked.
It has been an exciting move, but it definitely sapped my energy. To be completely honest, all I really want to do is curl up in bed and sleep for a few days. The first room I set up was my master bedroom. The bed is new, the sheets are new and the room is completely unfamiliar. When I was falling asleep last night, I couldn’t help but feel like I was in a hotel room somewhere.
Your bedroom should be a place of peace and serenity
I have yet to feel completely comfortable in this house and I hate the elevator so very much. I keep thinking I should just have it removed, but I don’t really know anything about that entire process.
I am going to end this post early, I’m tired. I will write a meaningful post later. Bed calls.
I have seen “Jun 1, 2011” everywhere today and even though I know it is the proper abbreviation for June, it seems so wrong. Why can’t we just write out “June”? Jun feels like some sort of illiterate lolspeak or part of a thirteen year old’s text message to her best friend, “OMG, Jun iz my fav month, yo!”
On another note, I have purchased enough furniture to outfit my new master bedroom! That means I only have 5-6 more rooms to go and since the house has that ridiculous elevator, I have to figure out some way to utilize that. Why would anyone put an elevator in a 3 story house? It makes me feel lazy just thinking about it. I have yet to find the appropriate couch for the “great room,” which I am considering calling the “incredible room.” Every single couch I have looked at seems to have some glaring flaw (mostly that I don’t like them) and I’m becoming frustrated with my search. I haven’t lived in Los Angeles long enough to know where to go for custom furniture and I don’t have the time to really meet with designers to figure out what I want. Dilemma.
Monday was also the first day of my cleanse. I have been trying to stay away from this massive plate of cookies I baked for my cousin. I wish she would just come and pick them up so that the temptation would be out of the house. After going to Von’s, Whole Food’s and Oliovera I feel ready to begin what my body will ultimately decide is me punishing it for not properly fitting into an Alberta Ferretti dress a few weeks ago. I say this even though I wore the dress anyway. The slight bit of snugness around my middle caused me to panic and I immediately searched my computer for the detox rules.
Work was incredibly hectic today and I relished the 15 minutes I had to myself in my office. After P came back with my lunch I locked out the world and tried to focus on enjoying what little break I was given. It was definitely one of those days when I wondered why I decided not to pursue my passion and instead chose to appease everyone else. These days it seems like I have begun to question not only my commitment to the hospital, but also my commitment to medicine. Why did I spend so many years pouring over texts in medical school, only to be dissatisfied with the end result?
Finally, I am considering purchasing an eReader. I have been told to buy a Kindle, a Nook and an iPad which has left me all the more confused. I have ruled out the Kindle (I think) and it seems to be down to a Nook Color, a ‘Next Gen’ Nook or an iPad. I can not see myself using all of the features of an iPad and keep leaning towards the Nook Color, but I wonder if I wouldn’t use the iPad more once I discovered how useful it really is. This all came about after I finished A Game of Thrones and did not have A Clash of Kings on hand to read afterward. I have been forced to wait by the Hermosa Beach Public Library and so I am currently reading Embassytown and The Tragedy of Arthur, though they both seem to be fairly interesting.
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I am very excited! The sale went through on the house and we have finally closed! I will be moving in (officially) at the beginning of July and will start to take some stuff over there in a few weeks.
Since we have finally closed, I am now starting to think about how I want to decorate the new house. While I have been in my current place, I had a lot of it upgraded and renovated so hopefully it will be a quick move out process.
I have taken some time off of work at the end of June-beginning of July, so I will use that time to move things and to become familiar with the new house.
This is a very exciting event for me! This is the first home that I have ever owned (no point in buying when you move every few years) and it will now be a place where I can feel stable for at least the next 4 years or so. A new house and a new chapter in my life begins!
The offer I made on a house here in Hermosa Beach was accepted, the details are pending and I am set to move in the first week of July. The house is beautiful and it boasts a gorgeous view of Hermosa Beach. It is definitely more than I need, but I did not want to settle. When my realtor walked me through it and showed me the expansive rooms, I instantly fell in love. Now I am worried that the expansiveness will feel lonely and cold without someone to share it with. I have to buy even more furniture just to make the house appear “lived in” and “like a home and not a house.”
I don’t think that reality has actually hit me yet, I still believe that I can just move back to New York anytime I want. I debated on buying a house here in California for a long time and I’m not sure why. I still can not picture myself here, but perhaps when I actually sleep in my home I will start to wake up to the realization that I have another 3.5-4 years here.
The thought of living in California forever still terrifies me. I have been here for over a year and I am just now coming to terms with the fact that this is my home. Everyone assumes that I have made friends here, just like I did in NYC. This is not the case and I am not sure when I will actually have the time to form a “social circle.” Thankfully my cousin lives just outside of Los Angeles, making it a short commute to actually spend time with someone I know. She has quickly fallen in love with California and some of her friends have become acquaintances of mine as well. When I have asked her if she is planning on staying in California she is all smiles and yeses.
I, however, can not picture myself staying in California past my contract date and have been counting the days until I can return to the East coast. I fear that I am too sullen and serious for the West coast, though I am not even sure if that is at all possible. The warm, sunny weather annoys me and I know that I will crave the brisk autumn weather that I loved in New York. As much as I miss NYC, I know that I need to get over the fact that I want to be there and make the most of living in Los Angeles.
However, I need to realize that I am purchasing and cultivating a life here and that all of this can be transplanted to a new location when I have completed my work. Perhaps the reason I have been so sullen is because I continue to live across the country instead of just enjoying the view I will soon have.