In the last year I moved 3 times. I already know how to pack, to fold, to unpack....Now, knocking at the door, is yet another move, but hopefully this will be the last one for a few years.
Have you ever been in love with a city?
What I am talking about?....My feeling that I have become a Washingtonian and I cannot leave it. It is craziness, isn't it? Is it possessiveness for a city? I thought that I "treated" this need to possess somethings! :(
Look at me. The other day I spent hours trying to renew my Washington ID card. When I know that I'm moving to another state.....so why insist on having a Washington ID? Why let myself get frustrated with all the hassles (sitting in line for nearly 3 hours, 2 days in a row)? Just because I want to say that I am from Washington DC!
But because renewing the ID didn't work I gave up "fighting" with the bureaucrats.
So, I am looking to the future in a better light. A new house, making new friends, finding new things to do, discovering new stores......I am starting to really like the idea and am excited about having a "suburban" family life.
Virginia, here I come.
I am from Arlington, Virginia - just 10 minutes to Washington DC;)
PS: The welcome sign in Virginia is the pineapple. Some people have this pineapple on their drapes, or at their front door. Don't worry, not in my house ;)
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