Settling.

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Today was a momentous non-momentous occasion.

Today I got a haircut.

This is momentous not because I had to say goodbye to a few inches of blonde/brown locks, but because I had to find a new hairdresser.

This was one of my first steps towards settling into our new town.

We only moved about an hour and a half from our old place, but our old place was home.

After seven years (including four years of college stomping grounds) we knew where to get the best sausage-pepper pizza, where to get cheap breakfast, where to get “fancy-company-worthy” breakfast, where to take your car when the check engine light came on and where to get ice cream in the middle of the night.

We knew which Starbucks was less crowded and which one was open until 10pm instead of 9pm. Detours were never a problem because we knew all the back roads. If there was a pothole, we knew where to swerve.

Not anymore.

Today I tried to drive to Famous Footwear. Instead a detour took me through three other towns until 30 minutes later I could figure out how to get home. I supposed that is the price you pay for a new adventure.

It’s always hard to find a new [fill-in-the-blank]. I had a primary care doctor I liked. I knew which eye doctor’s office to avoid. I knew where to park at the train station for the quickest departure when I needed to pick up my husband.

I think this is the hardest part of moving. It’s one thing to put everything you own in a box and unpack it somewhere else. It’s another to live in a half-finished house for months at a time.

It’s the starting over that really gets you.

I loved my last hairdresser. I’d seen her get married, lose all her hair from cancer treatments and adopt a new puppy. But today I got my hair cut by somebody new.

It’s silly and it’s small. But it’s a step.

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4 comments

  1. Suzanne says:

    Just found your blog tonight on wordpress, & I really enjoyed it. Starting something new isn’t always easy. But I sense your optimism through your writing, & I love that perspective! Hang in there. 🙂

    Oh, and your blog is adorable. I’m off to check it out now.

  2. Lady, I feel for you. We moved about 1.5 hours from my hometown after baby was born. At the time I thought it wasn’t that big of a deal, just inching a little further down the road. But since we’ve been here I’m realizing it is a whole new, different place, even if it isn’t that far away!

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