settling in is not so settling

We have been in South Hamilton, Massachusetts for over two months now.

I am no longer a Tennessean. This isn’t a vacation. I live here. I am a…Massachusettsian…

That couldn’t be right.

Anyway, we’ve lived here for a while now. And Marshall is settled into his routine. He goes to class four days a week, works a few days a week, and spends the rest of his time reading. Oh, and he got an A+ on his first midterm, which was in GreekSo I’d say he’s pretty settled.

I, on the other hand, am feeling less settled than I was when we first got here. I was really excited about this week. I was finally starting 20 hours a week of nannying, I had my 15 or so hours of editing to do, I had Nfocus articles to work on, and I had other writing opportunities in the works.

Well. Things aren’t as settled as I thought they would be. In case you didn’t know this, everyone else’s top priority is not always you and your needs. The world isn’t working, as I hoped it would, to make sure everything goes smoothly for me in this job transition.

So here I am, nannying, working on my Nfocus articles, and waiting to hear back from people. My 40 hour week didn’t quite go as planned, and I am allowed at least one more week to slide by without needing to be disciplined.

Marshall pointed out an important fact to me the other day. I lack work ethic. After I slapped him, he explained to me that what he meant was that I lack personal work ethic. When I have a boss, I get my job done, and I get my job done well. I outperform, I go beyond expectations, I silently compete with everyone around me to get the job done better. But left to my own devices, I struggle to motivate myself. This may be why I have never been good at the whole “job search” thing, because I don’t have anyone to impress while I’m unemployed.

Once I have people to report to, projects to complete, deadlines, expectations, I will be fine. But in the meantime, I’m working on my personal work ethic. I’m trying to write regularly, I’m trying to sit down for a certain amount of hours every day and “work,” whatever that looks like. How’s that working for me? Well, not as quite well as I had planned. But I’m going to keep at it. Because I’m a big girl now, and big girls don’t quit.

-me

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life in a post #2

Hey there, remember me? I’m the girl who used to post on her blog more than once a week.

Sorry about that, time got away from me last week, this whole settling in thing can be a bit unsettling at times.

It’s funny how being in a routine can make one more productive, while being out of that routine can derail even the smallest of habits due to lack of structure. Maybe I’m the only one who suffers this.

But I digress. I thought I’d catch you up on my Instagram life today, in case you don’t follow me on twitter.

Somehow, we have only made it into Boston once since we’ve been here, and this is a picture of the harbor. Or actually this is the Charles River, do you call that the harbor still? Whatever, it’s water.
We walked along the promenade beside the Charles River with my friend Morgan and her god-brother after a yummy dinner in Back Bay. I love the city, but it takes some planning and effort to get in there, and honestly, we have so much to entertain us in our area that we haven’t really felt the need to venture in.
I have loved finding quaint little houses in our area, and this one is on my usual walking route. Virtually every house up here has siding on it, it’s hard to find a brick house, which is interesting to me. I wonder if it has something to do with the weather, or the age of the houses. Enlighten me if you know. It doesn’t prevent the houses from being adorable though!
Did somebody say adorable houses?
I drove past this the other day and almost had a wreck. How could you not want to live here? Just imagine it in the snow.
This is another lovely addition to my walks. I caught him eating breakfast. We found a church up here (yay!) and started going to a community group on Monday nights, and we drove up last week to a long, winding driveway lined with huge old trees, flanked on either side by horse pastures.
This guy lived next door to the house where we met. Apparently there are three dalmatians that live on the grounds as well; it’s my goal tonight to meet them.
We also went antique shopping a few weeks ago, where we found our ottoman that we plan to re-cover, and literally I felt like I was walking into my grandmother’s basement. Like, I think half the trinkets I saw my grandparents owned at one point.
And most recently, we had dinner with friends of a friend (I suppose now we can call them friends!) in Somerville Mass (as they say up here), which is right outside of Cambridge, which is right outside of Boston.
We didn’t eat at Rosebud Diner, pictured above, but we walked past it in Davis Square and I thought it was awesome so I took a picture. Apparently it is one of two working Worcester Diners left in the country, so that’s cool, if you know what that means.
Other than that, we’ve just been living the life, you know. Sliding by on part-time gigs and trying to do some writing. We go home next weekend for a wedding which is fun, it will be good to see kitty.
Happy Monday, y’all.
-me.

welcome to boston mass, y’all.

So remember a couple of days ago when I told you my next post would be an update on what we’ve been doing recently? Well, obviously I lied, but not on purpose. I just got inspired by my fellow blogger friend and had to write about it.

Today I will not let you down. I will tell you all of the amazingly exciting and interesting things we have been doing recently.

Let me start by saying that the above statement is a gross exaggeration. We haven’t been doing many amazingly exciting and interesting things recently. We’ve mainly been sitting in our new place surfing the web for jobs, with a few too many Friday Night Lights episodes peppered between applications. I know I’m late coming into that show, but I love it. And I particularly love that I thought I had surely made it to the third season by my 22nd episode but was really at the end of the first. Feed the addiction.

So that’s it! What we’ve been doing recently. Hope you enjoyed the update.

Just kidding, sort of. Here’s some more, with a little help from my new friend Instagram.

(disclaimer: I am still working on my photography, but I recently scratched the lens on my new camera and have been loving Instagram so I’m using my phone as my camera these days. I do have some great C’ville vineyard pictures that I promise I’ll show you soon.)

Hows about I start out with what we’ve done since we got here, and sometime in the near future I’ll tell you about our road trip.

Our very first stop in Massachusetts was an adorable old inn in Stockbridge, Mass. Oh, in case you hadn’t noticed, up here we say Stockbridge, Mass, or Boston, Mass, instead of just Stockbridge or Boston. It makes us feel cooler.

Apparently the Red Lion Inn is one of the oldest inns in Massachusetts, and I believe it based on the looks of the basement where we ate dinner. It was really quaint, and it just felt like New England to me, so it was a great start to our yankeedom.

Our first meal near Hamilton (the little town outside of Boston where we live) was at Woodman’s of Essex, which lays claim to the invention of the fried clam. We didn’t get any because we’re silly (and I needed something a little healthier after three days of junk food), but Marshall got some yummy fish and chips (and onion rings).

I must admit I was jealous.

But I got clam chowda, so I enjoyed my meal too. I’ve ordered clam chowder at least three times since we’ve gotten here. I mean, I have to, right?

I never knew how many variations there were. I’ll have to keep trying until I find my favorite.

We also ran across an adorable little produce stand right down the street from us, it looks like they pick a lot of their veggies from right behind their building! I’ll buy from there just to say I buy from there.

And if that isn’t cute enough for you, this guy lives down the street to top off the charm.

He greeted me one morning as I was walking, and I think we’re friends now.

More to come, more to come. For now, I’m hungry.

love,

me

greetings from your newly northern friend

Well, here we are guys! I officially live in Hamilton, Mass. I’ve missed you, and hopefully you have missed me too. I’m sure you have.

I’m at a writing workshop right now, so hopefully by the end of it I’ll be on my way to editorial perfection. I can feel the transformation happening already.

We got in late Sunday night, like, too late for this girl, but it felt g00d waking up in our bed. Even if it was in the middle of the floor amidst dozens of boxes. We dragged ourselves out of bed with visions of Starbucks dancing in our heads, and somehow we powered through a day of unpacking. Our living room went from this:

To this:

In a matter of hours. Piles of trash and boxes located directly behind the camera 🙂

As you can see, we have a fabulous window in our main room, and I wanted to create a little spot where Marshall and I could sit and eat breakfast together. It took some maneuvering, but I think I worked it out well enough.

So far our taste of New England has included cool breezes, fresh produce, fried seafood, and varying degrees of Bostonian accents. I love it already. We have received cookies and muffins from welcoming neighbors, and I don’t miss southern hospitality, yet.

I do miss the pets though. I’m afraid that won’t leave me until they are back in my arms, but I’m trying so hard to be strong.

It’s good to be back talking to you guys (yeah right!) y’all, hopefully once our internet is working at home it will be business as usual. I’ve got so much more to tell you! And if you’re good, I’ll show you some of the writing I’ve been doing at the workshop.

me

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on the road again

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Two hours from Charlottesville, VA, the ole stomping grounds!
Visited our friends Emily and Hudson in Columbia, SC last night. And their adorable son Jack!

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Eating at one of my favorite C’ville restaurants, Zocalo, tonight…can’t wait. I plan on eating eight or nine meals tomorrow to get all of my favorite restaurants in.
Hope y’all are having a happy Friday. Just wanted to say hi from the road!
me