I swear to the goddess, it's just more fun every day finding out how provincial and WRONG i am about most things. Guess this must be why it's good to embrace change in one's life. it expands your margin of error, if nothing else.
this is day 4 of my official residence in the new apartment. i got to show the building engineer my new "gilbert shortcut" mini tool with scissors. he was telling me he would come soon to tighten the screws on the bottom lock on my door, but i told him i'd done it myself...with the wonderful little tool martha sent me for my birthday. the building engineer doesn't know yet what a hardware freak i am, but he's got me beat on several fronts: e.g., he has a snake for the bathtub drain, and it's on a wheeled cart!
and i've come to the realization that the safeway store behind our building sells all that smithfield ham, scrapple (in many flavors!!),and chitterlings because most of the people in this neighborhood have roots in GEORGIA. (we live on the intersection of Quincy and Georgia NW). four days ago, i thought safeway was just providing an outlet for the kind of ham that other, p.c. DC residents wouldn't touch with a 10-foot pole. but cathy tells me her mom always said smithfield was the BEST ham. "they fed those hogs peanuts!!"
and today, cathy said, as she was unpacking books and shelving them on the bookshelves on the porch, "this apartment reminds me of Europe." Yurrup!? why? "because of the street sounds." now that i think of it, i never heard the street sounds from below in the wonderful apartment in Montmartre, but that's cuz i was deaf last time we were there. I'd been sucking eggs cuz i no longer could hear the little birds in the trees outside my condo. But Yurrup!!!
speaking of safeway...they sell steak over there for $1.99 a pound (though no NY strip steaks or tenderloins) and the last time i checked the price of steak in my former neighborhood, it was either $15.99 or $19.99, depending on the grade (US Prime or US Choice). there's nothing wrong with US Good, though, which this appears to be. It's just not as fatty.
there are still unopened boxes everywhere, but it's beginning to feel like home. it IS home. mine.