Together in Boston, Alone in Kansas City

After an incredibly busy and stressful week at work, I took off for Boston Friday evening and arrived just after midnight.  After what's coming up on four years, I still get some butterflies when I see Michael for the first time.

Saturday we ventured out a little bit to a Boston neighborhood, Jamaica Plain, or JP.  It didn't do much to thrill me.  I felt like the houses and store fronts were smushed together and then shoved all the way to the street curb with a narrow sidewalk as a divider.  Not my ideal neighborhood, not to mention every single house was four plain walls, no yard to speak of, and covered with monotonous vinyl siding.  On a positive note, we had a pleasant lunch at City Feed and parked in front of the Mother Ship JP Licks.  It was too cold and windy that we weren't in the mood for non fat (non calorie?) delicious ice cream.

I did get to see more of Brookline and Michael even spotted a house he thought was neat and then we ended up (of course!) at Trader Joe's.  My favorite thing that I spotted was a massive display of matzos and overhead it said, "Don't Pass Over This Deal!"  Hahahahaha!  We hung out for the rest of the evening, had a nice dinner, a little wine, and watched Slumdog.

On Sunday we got up and had to head out to Cambridge to hit the antique market because Michael found a pair of Eames chairs for the dining table.  They were perfect!  Since neither one of Michael's cars are, "practical" in the practical sense of the word (both are two-seater sports cars) one chair went in the back, and the other went upside down on my lap with the window open for one of the legs to stick out!

It was a beautiful day and we spent hours walking outside and looking for deals.  I finally hit the jackpot at second hand shop.  I found three great dresses: one Prada sport, one Miu Miu, and the other was a no name, but it was a sweet trench dress with fun yellow trimmings.  Bad thing: not what I was looking for to wear to a wedding and no extra money for great deals, no matter how great they are. :-(  Being poor is not easy.  We did find things to wear to the wedding and we both got great deals, so we did do well.

I had such a hard time adjusting to Michael living in Boston and visiting Boston and over my past few visits, I've found my rhythm.  I feel like I've found some sort of niche which makes every time I leave so much harder, and harder on both of us.  Totally sucks.  Thank goodness for a great small book, "The Four Agreements" which is a great guide to help me figure out what's best for me.  I wonder how much longer I'll be alone in Kansas City?