Phew, the weather’s finally broken, and though it’s still humid this is NOTHING compared to the past week or so. Seriously, it was like swimming through the sweat of each and every one of my fellow New Yorkers every time I left the house (or the a\/c-ed office). Eeewww.<\/p>\n
And with the cooler weather comes Energy! And Resolve-To-Blog-More-ness! Yes sirree!!!<\/p>\n
(Also, I’ve finally been able to drag my butt back into the gym recently, which is definitely having an impact on my mood + alertness levels.)<\/p>\n
Alert the CDC! Recently I’ve discovered a new disease. It’s called time-to-move-itis. The description goes something like this: July 30th marks six (6!) years since we closed on our beloved apartment. Six years! That’s a long time. In fact, that’s three times longer than we ever lived in any other apartment during our entire relationship (15 yrs.).<\/p>\n
Further, Jonathan and I are members of the 70s nomad generation. Our parents moved a lot when we were little, for various (both half- and full-assed) reasons. I can’t summon the exact lengths of Jonathan’s tenures in his childhood abodes to mind right now, but I can sure as poop tell you that in my own childhood we never lived in any apartment or house for 6 yrs. straight, no way.<\/p>\n
AND, what’s the first thing you do when you move into a new place? That’s right, you take a day and completely, thoroughly clean that puppy, top to bottom. Inside the fridge and cabinets. Along the baseboards. The windows. Hell, if you’re really spazzy you might even paint (though we only did this once and it was nearly a relationship-killer, seriously).<\/p>\n
So, to recap: six years is a long time to live in one apartment. Six years is also precisely the amount of time it’s been since we washed the windows or cleaned inside the cabinets. Well, except for the kitchen cabinets, since we renovated the kitchen about 4 yrs. ago.<\/p>\n
The cure? Obviously it’s time to move!<\/p>\n
(Just kidding. What will really happen is that I will use my summer Fridays to clean the house, except for the windows, which will just stay dirty. And the painting. We’re currently deadlocked over that, with Jonathan wanting to pay someone and me thinking we should save the cash and do it ourselves. Stay tuned!)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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