Its been over 5 months and although an update may be redundant, here it is anyway.
After a hectic departure from the UK this summer, Patrick and I enjoyed a relaxing summer with our parents in Wisconsin and Minnesota, respectively. We spent our first few weeks recuperating beachside (yes, Square Lake is indeed a beach), and the remaining weeks shopping and visiting old family and friends.
We are currently doing all we can to make the most of our life back in the US. I had forgotten how much more stuff one needs here–or thinks one needs–and in turn, we’ve been accumulating our fair share of it. We can have things here that we didn’t bother with in London–winter sports and camping gear, dual wardrobes for the drastic change in seasons, our own furniture, bikes that aren’t intentionally unattractive, etc.
I’ve gone through the requisite stages of both elation and frustration with my new job at New Millennium, and I’m just now beginning to settle somewhere between these two extremes. Working with 1st and 2nd graders can be both adorable and annoying. Yesterday a student inadvertently called me Mr. Crab–adorable or annoying? You decide.
Of course, there are many things I miss about London. Surprisingly, Caffe Nero and Starbucks (!). Cider that doesn’t come in a can. A reliable bus service. And pub quizzes, not this watered down bar trivia.
But, Minnesota is and always will be home. The refinished antique desk, empty plate of pork chops, and half-drunk bottle of New Belgium currently planted in front of me are archetypes of Minnesotan coziness and comfort. This tableau of my daily life is exactly why I’m proud to call myself a Minneapolitan.