Already/Only Tuesday

The week is going quickly/slowly.

Three days of work left… before the week of preparation begins.

This weekend, I will be cleaning my apartment and my car, and then hopefully starting to pack at least one of my suitcases. And my jewelry case. And my makeup case. I started to think about all of the little things that I know I will forget or overlook: nail polish, for one. It’s a bit like packing for college.

I think I might leave as many toiletries as I can and then just buy them once I get there. It will save me precious cargo weight as well as room. Plus, there is a Tesco right down the way and then a Sainsbury’s down the other way.

Will I bring movies with me? Books? I’ll need some textbooks. I should almost have those shipped now. I wonder how long that takes. I need a traveling case for my MacBook. I need to check my blowdryer and flat-iron to see what voltage they use. I need some adapters. Shit.

I’m so glad I made sure to give myself a week of no work before I go. I’m sure it still won’t feel like enough time, but it will at least give me more peace of mind than had I only given myself a couple days to throw everything together. I am the epitome of a procrastinator, but that was not going to happen with an adventure like this.

And what an adventure it will be.

It’s funny because I have never had a desire to get to know my neighbors in my dorm or the two diffrent apartments I’ve lived in, and yet I’m incredibly excited to meet the people on my street in London. I want to be one of those people who leave the stoop and by the time I get to the corner, I’ve been greeted by most people outside. I’m going to be talking to people everywhere I go. I do that here, but it’s something about London that just makes me want to meet everyone.

At the very least, this is going to be an amazing experience that I’ll never forget. It can also go many other ways – but I won’t get into my hopes and dreams right now.


Oh, and in case anyone was wondering: Eric Clapton recorded “After Midnight” in 1970 and then again in 1988 for a beer commercial.

I got through to the DJ to answer the question and said “Layla”… I’ve never been so wrong.

Fit for Queen’s Park

I have officially booked my flat in London.

It’s 2.5 miles North of Hyde Park, a mile from Abbey Road Studios, about a five minute walk to the nearest Tube station, and um, hi, a Starbucks is within a three minute walk. I believe I made the correct choice.

There are a ton of local delis and bars, it’s ten minutes from Notting Hill – where I originally wanted to be, there’s a Tesco right down the lane.

Twenty-foot ceilings, fire place, washing machine/dryer, garden, WIFI, cleaning services if I want them, etc.

Are you jealous yet?

It is absolutely gorgeous and so me – the decor, everything. I just want to keep staring at the photos. It’s going to be unreal walking in there for the first time.

Next step: book flight to and hotel in Boston.

54 days…

April Showers Bring June Flights

So besides the fact that the entirety of March’s stress has caught up to me and I’ve been completely exhausted, I am also completely elated at the moment.

I have officially booked my flight after graduation from Boston to London.

I can sigh a little more lightly now.

Next step: wait for funds to clear so that I can book my flat.

Then at some point, it would be important to book my flight TO Boston.

Got my letter from work…



I’m daydreaming now, can’t write!

Call me Cameron

Since the Federal Reserve was closed for President’s Day yesterday, I had a bit of time on my hands at work. I, of course, put it to good use.

I had decided that I’d be staying in a hotel long-term while I’m in London. Six months in a hotel room sounded awful, so I figured that I would just move hotels every so often, maybe to different areas of London so I can get different perspectives, etc. That plan was all fine and good until I Googled “extended stay London.”

What I found were property management websites where people can rent actual Londoner’s flats/houses for an extended period of time. Why the hell didn’t I think of that sooner? I always loved that about the movie The Holiday with Cameron Diaz and Kate Winslet. That little English cottage was adorable.

I wouldn’t live in an English cottage in the countryside; however, I’d definitely live a flat in the city.

I found about four options so far that would be doable and that are totally me. I like this option a lot more than a hotel because I want to live in London anyway, so why wouldn’t I stay in a flat? I thought about renting my own flat, but then I’d have to sign a lease and furnish it and deal with all this extraneous shit that comes with renting an apartment. No, this option – renting someone’s actual place – is perfect.

Some of these places even have hotel-ish amenities. How could I pass those up? Cleaners, wifi, sheets, towels, toiletries, etc.

I’m so pumped. I wish I could book it today so that it was in the bag. I haven’t actually turned my visa application in yet (just need a couple more documents).


I’m going to make sure my application is turned in by the end of the month. I can’t remember if I’ve rambled on about this already or not. I read that it can take anywhere from three weeks to three months to approve. I will be providing evidence of sufficient funds, so it will be fine that I’ll be unemployed at the time of the trip (I would think, I’ll get a letter from my employer stating the plan). Other than that, I just need to make sure the application is filled out correctly and get a passport photo taken.

I’ll be on pins and needles waiting for that thing to get approved. There shouldn’t be any reason for me to not be approved, I’m just completely impatient. I already want to book my plane tickets and rent this flat.

Hell, I’d start packing now if I could.

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