Posts under ‘Moving’

These are the tea mugs I was rattling on about in my previous entry, and as some of you asked to see what they looked like, here they are. (Well, here’s one of them.)
It’s not just me, either. The previous tenants (our friends S and L) also agreed that for some reason, these tea mugs [...]

Two of the three main rooms are finished, so without further ado, I present you: Our New Place! (In other words, if you are visiting me in England, this is where you will be staying. You have your own bedroom and bath. Hope you like it!)  First, our kitchen.

Then, our living area:
And, Finally, the only [...]

This whole New Year’s resolution to challenge myself even more with workouts has finally taken off. I am now truly a Lady who Lunches because surely all ladies who lunch buy themselves workout DVDs! Yes, it’s true. I have succumb to the good housewife’s saving grace of the workout DVD.
Which ones did I buy after [...]

I sit here tonight waiting for my boyfriend to get ready upstairs. Waiting for him to come downstairs and tell me he is ready to pick up his friend from the bus station. This was our first home together. And tonight is our last night with this home as our own. His friend will be [...]

I am starting to realize that I will only be here for another eight months, and I’m feeling a bit panicky. Only because I finally feel really settled and am beginning to love everything about living here.
More realistically, because the thought of having to go back to working and living as a regular old American [...]

I started my first day today in an office stuffing tea (Lahloo Tea), helping a friend out. It was the first time I could really take a step back from my life as it is now and have a peak in. Maybe it’s because boyfriend is out of town for a couple of days, and [...]

The Parent’s Home
I’m starting to get that nervous feeling like I get the week before a show opens.  Now that I know I only have 4 days left of lounging about, and in 4 days I will be starting my novel, I’m feeling nervous that I’ll sit down to write, and nothing will come of [...]