Suburbia

As I mentioned previously, we just moved from Lakewood a whole 8 or so miles west to Bay Village and it seems a bit like another planet. Suburbia to be exact. As in groups of deer routinely walk down the street USING THE SIDEWALK! like their 3rd graders heading to school!

Proof that Bay Village deer are more civilized

It's going on 4 months now and as much as I'm loving having a real house of our own, I'm still acclimating to not being in "the city". Anytime I've tried to put into words what it is I miss, I falter because there are so many things I've gained moving here and things that I kept, like the corner bar that has cheap but delicious wings within walking distance: Moosehead is my new Merry Arts. But Moosehead doesn't quite have the same "unique" clientele that are so much a staple of Merry Arts that I'm pretty sure they pay rent on their stool (Popeye, I'm looking at you!)

I think it's just a vibe you get in Lakewood, or maybe it's the pride I used to have of saying I lived in Lakewood. You just feel cooler living there - like you're still young and hip - even if you might not really be so much anymore. I feel so adult in Bay, and I'm making so many adult decisions and I knew it had to happen eventually... and seriously it's only 10 minutes drive... but I spent the majority of my adult life in Lakewood (10 years to be exact!) so it's always going to be such a big part of who I am. And really, it's not like I'll miss a crappy landlord, or sharing a narrow driveway with inconsiderate duplex-mates, or the random drunks walking past the house at 3am on a Thursday.

So here's to embracing the Suburbia phase of my life! Pretty sure it's going to just keep getting better!