A lot has happened since I have posted my last blog, at the same time, not much at all. I began several, never finished or got to the point of posting any, obviously. I have come to one conclusion... I am just going to write, write for myself, and myself alone. I say this because so many thoughts ran through my head, they ran the gambit of positive, negative, crazy, spastic, and everywhere in between. I often find myself afraid to write about something in fear of worrying people if it is that I am sad, upset or annoyed. Or not being able to change my mind when I say one thing then see the positive in another choice... so this shall be my forum to share thoughts, please don't freak out if I am crying one day, ecstatic the next (Just because I am happy here, or buying a flat, doesn't mean I don't miss everyone at home!)
With this said.. I had a wonderful week off last week, I went into Hampstead several days and explored around my neighborhood a bit more. On another day I went to Notting Hill and walked from there to Chelsea with a friend whom has recently re-located to London! It was wonderful! So nice to not only see a familiar face (that happens now at Waitrose, an expectable side effect from going to the same grocery store everyday, often times twice a day). There is one wonderful familiar face at waitrose, it is a nice blond checkout girl! I think she just kind of laughs at our frequentness there, though we exchange our well wishes for the day to follow and bid fair-well. I am sure she doesn't know how much her being a familiar means to me. As this was one of my things, I was so afraid to leave my cocoon of familiarness. It doesn't matter much to me that I am probably just another one of their customers, that they don't notice me. But I have a whole array of familiar shop workers from Springfield.. there was the semi-long haired man at Barns and Noble, the jolly man at Brown Derby, the vitamin girls at Mama Jeans, workers at Dynamic earth and many, many more. Not to mention familiar faces I was greeted with at my favorite shopping destinations! :) Anyway, away from that tangent... So, Simone, whom I first met at Abercrombie, then she came to join me at Victoria's Secret, and now... she has moved across the pond to London! It was so wonderful to be able to hang out with, go for a walk with some on who actually knows me. I never quite realized what a valuable thing that was. We saw beautiful neighborhoods, wonderful shops, delicious cupcakes and everything between. I also ventured down to St. Johns Wood to wait for a package, there I explored a little market (it was once featured in an episode of Nigella Lawson) here I found several American "treats" to name a few were.... Fruit by the foot, Nestle chocolate chips, Macaroni and Cheese and many more. I am actually quite proud to say that I did not buy any of these! I found a hot water bottle that I liked the look of at a pharmacy and have been fully converted to the world of hot water bottles! I will promote them to everyone! I absolutely LOVE it!!! It gets really warm, all you do is fill it with hot water, right out of the tap (you don't even have to boil it!) and whala! And, you save heaps of energy so you're helping everyone out, you're not putting electric devices straight up against your body, and no worries of it burning yourself in the night (a consistent fear of my mother).
And then, came the weekend, Alex and I boarded a train and headed out to Whitstable. I am sure you have never heard of it, I hadn't until Alex suggested I look into it. It is the quaintest, cutest little sea side village. We stayed at a wonderful bed and breakfast that was so relaxing and perfect! And... it had a bath! One of the most wonderful things in the world to me these days, being that we don't have one! We strolled through the main street, in and out of individual boutiques and ate meals consisting of mostly fish. We didn't buy too much, a few books from a re-sale shop, a hand knitted bird toy (I know, I am truly a child!) and ate fresh Oysters, pulled out of the English Channel right in front of us and cracked open right before we tipped them back! This was my first time to try them... not quite my cup of tea, but not too bad. Upon returning back home, we watched yet another movie of the break, 127 Hours... great, great, great! Though he does a lot of reflecting during his time stuck, he records video messages to his loved ones and realizes how important people are in his live. For some reason, for the first time since we have been gone. My emotions really came to a tipping point and I missed Springfield! I missed the streets, I missed all those familiar faces, I missed the feeling of knowing.... knowing everything, what was going on around me, how things worked there, all of it. I don't know why it came to a point on that night, but my body was no longer able to hold in the emotion. I don't know if I had secretly hoped that if I didn't acknowledge it, simply pushing it aside, if I wouldn't feel it anymore. I would find something wonderful here to distract me. But, it needed to be dealt with just like other things, it was a mourning of sorts. Morning the loss of my old stopping ground. It is a good feeling to work though it, and I am not a foolish enough person to claim that, that will be the end of it. I am sure that at some point, for some reason those feelings are sure to rear their head back into my mind, and I have become ok with that. Ok with the fact that I can let myself be upset, but I need to realize that when it all comes down to it... it's up to me. So, I will remember just how amazingly wonderful things actually are!
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