Home is Where Your Stuff Is

“Home is where your stuff is.” My mother gave me these words of wisdom when we moved from New York state over sixteen years ago. Well, our stuff is now on the 20th floor of an apartment building in downtown Austin, Texas! Bill is convinced that this is an exciting adventure, but then again he is from New York City.  We have a one year lease…and so we are committed to living in this high-rise apartment for the next twelve months. At the end of the year, will we stay downtown or move back out to the ‘burbs?

I’ve started this blog to record our adventures and mis-adventures – our likes and dislikes – about living in downtown Austin.

We moved into the apartment last Friday. I am going to skip the parts about downsizing/sorting/selling/donating, putting our house on the market, and the actual move. Let’s just say that it was difficult. But on the positive side, our house sold quickly and there is not much to unpack. After our previous moves, we ate from paper plates for days, but, within the first 24 hours here, we found our dishes and silverware. We also resolved the critical Master Bedroom Closet Negotiations. For the first time in 27 years, Bill and I must share a clothes closet. We reached a fair compromise (from my perspective) and should be able to coexist peacefully for the coming year. 

I must admit that our first weekend was rather exciting. We woke up on Saturday morning to see a sea of yellow shirts at the start of the Livestrong 5K race…right below our balcony. 

 Bill and I walked over to the Convention Center to pick up his packet for the Livestrong bike race. He rode 45 miles on Sunday, west of Austin in Dripping Springs.

I visited the Farmer’s Market at Republic Square Park, just a few blocks away. I hope to make this a regular Saturday morning activity.

Our apartment overlooks Lady Bird Lake, which runs through the center of Austin. Motorboats are mostly prohibited except for cruises and those boats that always seem to accompany crew teams. An amazing number of boats were on the lake this weekend. Michael says he will join me in kayaking. I’m curious about the stand-up paddle boats but fear that I am too weak to handle them.

 After dinner we decided to walk up to the state Capitol grounds. Mexic-Arte Museum was holding their annual Dia de Los Muertos (Day of the Dead) parade. This is another nearby museum to visit. 

Lots of positives in our first weekend downtown, but also a few negatives:

  • I miss our neighborhood and friends in Northwest Austin.
  • We can hear the live music in our living room on the weekends – even on the 20th floor! But our master bedroom is quiet.
  • The bell tower below our building chimes on the hour, every hour, starting at 7 AM.  
  • Bill has forgotten his building keys once and I’m sure we will both forget where our car is parked in the garage. 
  • I already hate taking groceries up to the apartment.

So the adventure begins!

3 thoughts on “Home is Where Your Stuff Is

  1. Hi Janice,

    Hi Janice,
    Found out about your new blog. Wow… big changes. I’m just wondering what made you move? George told me that he read a statistic that said by the year 2050, 70% of the world population will live in the city. I’ve toyed with that idea myself, but something always holds me back. However, we are going to NYC more and more these days and enjoying it! Last Sunday we saw the play, “The Screwtape Letters.” Very interesting. I’m going to follow your blog to keep up with you.

    By the way, I’m also starting a blog and it will go active in about a week. It’s about Life Balance and Relationships… part of my Christian Life Coaching Business.

  2. I was asking about you since the Callanish neighborhood is missing you and Barb Kowalski gave me your blog link. Looking forward to following along with your adventures.

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