First Snowfall

Our first official snowfall of the year! Here's what I saw when I looked out this morning. Looks so nice from inside, but I'm sure it's blistery cold out there.

I love snow but now that I'm out here, I'm afraid that it makes me feel trapped. Not sure if I ever mentioned it here, but I have a strange phobia when it comes to driving. I know, not exactly the most convenient for suburban living huh? And driving in less-than perfect weather conditions, NOT going to happen. It's a fear that I'm desperately trying to conquer. Growing up in the city, there was never a need for me to drive. I wasn't your typical 15 year old counting the days until she could walk into the DMV and claim her right to drive. In fact, I didn't get my license until I was in college. I'm not really sure where my fear stems from but my stomach literally goes into knots just thinking about getting behind the wheel.

This little problem is probably one of the biggest underlying causes of the "transition issues" I hinted at on Monday. The one thing I miss MOST about the city is the ability for me to walk, take the bus or take the subway anywhere/anytime. The most annoying thing I find about my new town - no one freakin' walks (which makes you feel like a freak if you do)! With that said, I guess that's my issue to deal with. On the flip-side, there is something to be said about being able to drive, park, do your shit, get back in your car (schlepping the bags on a cart) and then you're home in no time. Definitely better than walking to Union Square Whole Foods/Trader Joe's, waiting for the 14A for 30 minutes then climbing five flights of stairs with 50lbs of groceries dangling from your soon-to-be dislocated limbs.

So back to this driving thing... so how do I plan to get over the fear?

to be continued...

The Aftershock

So here's the story that I owe you...

We were sitting around chatting with a nice group of ladies at the sample sale last week and one of them asked where we were from. Turns out someone at the sale has a sister who also lives in our town... cool I thought. So she calls over the girl (Lizzie) and she begins describing her sister and her brother in law "... they run a bar in the city..." ... at this point cool turned to no freakin way!! Turns out, I've met her sister before and we almost became neighbors. When we were down to two houses, we rang her sister's bell and she kindly sat down and answered all of our questions about the neighborhood, the street etc. I've been meaning to send her an email to say thank you but of course I lost her business card during the move! How crazy is that??? How freakishly random?? What are the chances??

Anyway, we continue talking and we realize that we also have something else in common... we both just recently made the transition from uber-urban lifestyles to a more... well, I haven't quiet found a label for THIS yet. Lizzie convinced me that it would be a really good idea to talk about the transition. Share the challenges and frustrations I've been facing since I've moved from the East Village to the burbs (coz believe me, they exist). I realized that I've only been sharing the candy coated version of our move (though I wouldn't exactly consider removing 600 feet of wallpaper sweet), but you know what I mean. And since LIFEFLIX is supposed to be about my life... I've decided to change that immediately.

to be continued...