In two weeks and two days from today, I will most likely be supervising the movers as they pick up all of our belongings. Despite my fairly frequent kvetching on here about the commute, the truth is I do like the current place (I said like, not love). It definitely feels homey. And it holds countless memories over the past three years (the first year while dating Randy and getting to know him, and the second two years while living to gether and…puke, gag…starting a life together). But it’s true!

So, being the sort of guy who tends to live in the past and only remember the good things, I suspect a few years from now I’ll look back on living in Somerville as a positive experience (which it was overall). But I suspect I’ll forget about:

two or so years ago when a fire alarm would randomly go off every 1o minutes all day and all night. Since the beeping was a single beep, we could never track it down. Weeks later I finally discovered it in the basement stairwell.

living across the street from obnoxious (are there any other kind?)  college kids. The current lot, who moved in this month, just might be the worst so far.

the goddamn commute..which, truth be told, was always up hill both ways in the snow. Seriously….at least from December through March. Somerville is hilly outside Davis Square.

the upstairs neighbors (who we really do like). The husband chatting on his cell phone on our front porch (by the living room window) or running up and down the stairs in his man-clogs when he gets home from work after midnight. And, more recently, their inlaw family visiting from England with their 2 year old running constantly back and forth day and night for two weeks. Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump….thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.

Yes, I’m sure those things will all become distant memories.

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  1. Comment by Randy on September 15, 2009 12:01 pm

    Oh lordy christmas pics… You are thinking already arent you?

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