Arrived and Adjusting

Well, we've arrived at our new home in Nevada City. Everyone is slowly adjusting to the new house, the new schedule, the weather...

The move itself was uneventful for me -- I made it all the way here without a single accident in my new, super-sized cat carrier. I didn't even mind the 2-hour delay crossing the Bay Bridge. There was a little more drama for Martin and Erika. Something about a broken down moving truck, the apartment not being entirely packed when the trucks arrived, the Bay Bridge being shut down because of a bad accident that coincided with the let-out of a Giants game, Highway 49 being shut down due to construction, and things in general taking a little more time and attention than expected. Peter and Erika actually benefited from the whole delay because they ended up at buddy Mateus' house several hours later than expected, right around dinner time, and were greeted with homemade Mac and Cheese and an incredibly delicious homemade rhubarb pie. Score!!! Thanks, Beth. Beats In and Out Burger any day.

There are already a lot of positives for the Kosinas here in Nevada City -- people (friends, neighbors, strangers on the street) are extremely friendly and helpful. Guess that's what you get, living in a small town. The weather is just perfect, hovering in the mid-eighties during the day, but cooling off to the mid-fifties at night. And the parking...a dream. But Erika does already miss a few things about her life in San Francisco. Here's her top five list:

5) The microwave. Makes toddler dinner time SO much faster and easier. (Leftover Chinese food heated up in a cast iron pan? Challenging.)
4) The bath tub. Same as the microwave, but for bath time (without the cast iron pan).
3) Knowing where everything is in town (like where to get a phone charger to replace the one that went missing during the move).
2) Heck, knowing where everything is in the house! (Where IS that durned phone charger, anyway???)

But of course, the number one thing that Erika misses about San Francisco is...

1) Friends (duh). Specifically, someone to hang out with at 6pm on a Friday night when bed time is still 2 hours away and Peter has just taken advantage of his pants-free state and mom being on the phone with a potential day care center to poop in no fewer 4 different places in the living room and then throw his dinner across the kitchen, scattering pieces all the way into the mud room. sigh.

Me, I'm just trying to beat the heat by spending the bulk of the day under the bed and emerging when evening starts to cool things down to spread my length over the rug in front of the window. I miss my safe room -- the toddler has WAY too much access in this house, in my opinion. And I miss our one-level apartment. I'm going to start losing weight if I ever decide to venture up and down the stairs more than once or twice a day.

I'm going to go find Erika now, encourage her to refill that glass of rose (it IS Friday night, after all), and help her battle the Giant Moth in her office. As soon as she finds the camera battery charger, she promises to post pictures of the new place.