Well paint me pink and call me Susie! My husband is drinking beer and watching football. Apparently all that it took for him to find his inner “Curran” was Bret Farve donning a Vikings jersey. Who knew?
After a gluten-free beer and several pointless Facebook quizzes, I think I am ready to begin processing. Tiger started his new job today, and in my own way, I suppose I did, too. Stay-at-home momming it in NYC is going to be a very different animal than SAHMing in NC, or even MN 'burbs, for that matter.
We are currently in a furnished apartment until we find a closet, I mean, apartment, of our very own.
The first order of business today was to go grocery shopping and get as much as I could fit into the stroller--or had cash for--whichever came first. The whole thing from start to finish (door to door) was about an hour-and-a-half. Not too bad considering most of that was just getting there and back. I went to Whole Foods as I knew they would have some of the specialty items I would need and—let's be honest—I have had enough new lately that I wanted some familiarity. In my own defense NYC Whole Foods and Cary Whole Foods are different experiences, anyway.
After lunch and a nap, L and I hopped on the subway to meet our apartment broker. Things can only go up from here, kids. After viewing three apartments (all of which would make my mother cry) and two hours (additional to this morning) of walking, along with thoughts along the lines of “Holy Hannah, we are living in New York City!” I was having a hard time keeping things together.
When we got back to our temporary apartment (which is soooo much nicer than the ones I had just visited, it hurts to think about it), I tried to implement some culinary-therapy by making DH (Darling Husband)'s favorite, French toast. I set the smoke detector off. Twice. L was hysterical. The poor kid was so overwhelmed and overstimulated (as was I), and had spent the whole day in a stroller, not interacting with me or others, the smoke detector was just too much to handle. By the time DH came home L and I were both on the couch, catatonic, watching Finding Nemo.
Dinner was nice, and having DH back in our midst brought some sense of equilibrium. But, man, did I want a beer! And, as I cannot just have just any beer (gluten!), we made another trek to Whole Foods, this time bringing our Equilibrium along with us, which helped, at least a little. L, who needed a chocolate milk while we were at Whole Foods, somehow sprayed or flung or squirted the pants of the man whom we were behind in the check-out line. I realized just as he walked away. Sorry, guy! That seemed to be the perfect top off to the day. Fortunately things began to look up...
On the way home we stopped to see if one of our NYC acquaintances (an employee from the Ace Hotel whom we hit it off with when we were here for the interview) was working. She was! And she was so pleased to see us! Perhaps we will have a play-date soon.
So! that was a faithful account of my second day as a New Yorker. Tomorrow looks to be a lovely day. I hope Little L won't rebel as I drag her on more apartment visits!
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