Finding time
In the blink of an eye, another weekend has come and gone. It’s a familiar feeling that many of us experience - the sensation that time is flying by, leaving us wondering where the hours and days have vanished to.
An update, in case there’s anyone who reads this and wonders what’s been going on — we’ve found a flat in London! The move is actually happening …
Okay, so where are we? Dee gave her notice a couple of weeks ago and so has only two weeks left (this one included), and I’ve organised to start at the London office on the 23rd July … so we’re really almost there! From so many weeks ago, thinking it would never happen.
Our new apartment is the top floor (I like to say “penthouse”) of a converted school in Bethnal Green. It’s smaller than our place in Edinburgh, but that’s probably to be expected — it’s the tradeoff of being close enough to the city (and therefore my new office) that I can walk, run and/or ride to work, completely avoiding the oft-maligned (with good reason!), smelly, humid, crowded rail network known universally (if not fondly) as the London tube.
So combine bikes with a few flights of stairs, add a wider range of eating options (I’ve never found a decent sushi place in Edinburgh, for example) and subtract the deep-fry-everything mentality of the proud Scottish capital and we should be on our way to a healthier, fitter lifestyle. Or so I hope.
It’s not as furnished as the Edinburgh place either — I’ll be arriving a week before Dee (she’ll stay up north and sort out cleaners and movers and keys) and have the dubious joy (I’ll enjoy it, at least) of selecting the three C’s — cookery, crockery and cutlery. (Yes, Dee gets a giggle when I say that.) I also get to find and purchase a computer desk and chair — no more PCs and laptops on the dining table, coffee table or couch!
And so a new era begins …
(Too dramatic?)
