Portland is cold and rainy and cold and rainy and cold and rainy. It is a different kind of cold than California. I think it is mostly different because first of all, it isn’t so wet. Secondly, you know the cold won’t last long in California. It is different than Paris because in Paris you just get super bundled up and deal. Here, you get sort of bundled because you will be in your car with the heat blasting, but when you go outside you have to deal with the fact that you really aren’t dressed for the weather. You would think that I would have this figured out since I lived here for 18 years of my life. I don’t though. I remember wearing scandalous tank tops to dance clubs in the middle of winter when I lived here ten years ago. I have come a long way from that!
Overall, it feels really good to be here. It feels so great to have our own apartment (a really big basement in one of our friend’s home…Thanks Ed and Carol!!!). We are making meals at home together (well, just one so far and it was actually left over pizza…but there was a salad that I made)! We are having nice family time in the mornings and in the evenings, which I think was really needed. After all, we had been living with other people since the end of August!
So things are good. Still very undecided about a lot, but good!