The Saga of the Abandoned Flip Flops

It is supposed to be a beautiful day here today in sunny Los Angeles, California.  Being a New York girl, I'm not used to 80 degrees in March.  So, doing my best to try to get acclemated and "fit in" to my new surrounding, I decide that since it is going to be such a gorgeous day out, I will do something crazy.

My idea of crazy was dressing in flip flops and a sundress in March.  Seemed like a crazy idea considering it is early March.

When we visited California back in September, I purchased these fun flip flops.  It was September, already cold in NY, and I said to the girl selling them, "I'm not going to get to wear these until next summer," at which time my husband chimed in with "Unless we move to Los Angeles."

So I now live in Los Angeles, and I was breaking out these flip flops for the first time. Standing in my closet, I grab my blue sundress and my flip flops.  But it's March, and it should be cold out, so I decide the blue sundress is too "summerish" and I put it back and take the black one instead.  I put the sundress on, and then the flip flops.

Oh, my, my feet look naked.  It's only march, I can't go out with naked looking feet.  So off with the flip flops and on with more season sensible shoes.  Sundress looks funny with the new shoes, so off with the sundress an on with a pair of dockers.  But it's LA, and it's 80 degrees, so why not wear the flip flops with the dockers? Seems like a decent compromise, right?

So back on with the flip flops. Geeze, my feet still look naked.  Back off with the flip flops, and on with a pair of shoes that are a lot less pornographic on my feet.

I tried, really I did.  Still seems unnatural to be this warm in winter.

Does this mean I'll never get used to 80 and sunny when I think it should be cold out?  Will my poor flip flops ever actually get worn?  Who knows...

Officially Unpacked

Today I unpacked my last box. I don't know what took me so long, maybe I was thinking as long as that box stayed packed I haven't officially moved. Maybe I was just lazy.

I'm not saying I am officially settled in, not at all. After over 37 years of living in the same place, it would be impossible to be settled in to a new apartment this quickly. I have a bit of a fear that I will never feel settled, not 100% settled at least. Will I get used to living in LA? Maybe. Probably. Hopefully. I'm doing my best to keep an open mind about living here.

It is hard because I keep thinking of the negative things. Most obvious is missing friends and family. Being in one place for so long, you get comfortable there. I knew where to get the best bagels, Chinese take out, Thai curry chicken, pizza and Italian pastry. I could get to almost anywhere without directions. I knew what neighborhoods were safe, where you didn't want to park your car at night, where the dog parks were. I don't know that stuff here. I will, eventually (at least that is what I keep telling myself.)

So, until I know these things, I will be a little uncomfortable with my new surroundings. As for missing family and friends, I don't think I'll get over that, but there are airplanes, so I can visit and they can visit me. I'll be okay

West Coast

So, we moved to the west coast. Got to Los Angeles, California on December 31st 2011. Unfortunately I only got to spend 10 days in the new apartment before I had to rush back to New York because of a family emergency. After 5 weeks in NY, I came back to LA, and have been trying to settle in every since.