I’m settling into my new life, though perhaps not as well as my dog.
My darling house belongs to somebody else now, and a bit more than a month has passed since I bought an apartment that’s nice enough – better than I expected, really, given the price I could afford. With the new year here, the days at their shortest and a couple of snowfalls behind me, the time seems ripe to revisit this move. Did I do the right thing? You betcha. At the right moment? Sure I did. There are pluses and minuses, upsides and downsides. But I’d still argue that anyone who waits much longer than I did to align her living circumstances to the inexorable march of time is kidding herself. “Anything is possible” and “you never know’’ apply to much of life. But I’ve yet to meet anyone, except on a movie screen (or in a state of denial), who doesn’t get older every day.