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So, here we are in North Carolina. We have been here about 3.5 weeks now, and I think we are settling in. It has been really interesting. Let me just start by saying that the town we live in has 2 stoplights. And the neighborhood we live in is not white. This being the South, that pretty much leaves just one option. At first we were a little freaked out - not that we might not have just as many problems in a white neighborhood, but unless it was full of red-necks, I would know what to expect. However, having been here for a little while now, we are feeling pretty comfortable. People are more or less friendly, and no one has keyed our car or thrown a brick through our window, so we are OK. Our backyard is a sort of highway between the street and an alley, which is a little disconcerting (you never know when you will see someone sauntering through), but what are you going to do? Apparently it has been that way for years.
Our house is really, really tiny. It is the kind of house that I used to drive past and say "how could you fit a living room, kitchen, bathroom and bedroom in that house?" But we actually have two bedrooms. Tiny as it is, it is really cute and we are working on being organized and clutter-free.
Our street ends in some woods and a huge old cemetary, which I love. There are graves from the 17 and 1800s, and lots of beautiful old trees. It makes a fantastic playground for Jack. The weather has been beautiful lately - highs in the 80s, lows in the 60s and dry - so we have been taking lots of walks. This is a challenge sometimes because Jack refuses to hold my hand crossing the street, and the walk usually ends in a tantrum and me pulling him home. There have been a lot of tantrums lately, the "terrible twos" having set in a little early. It kind of scares me since I am scheduled to have a C-section on August 24, but I know we will get through it.
Andrew got his scores back from his second MCAT and did really well. He put in his initial application today. His essay is really incredible. I have no doubt that he will get acceptances. He is applying to about 15 schools, mostly in the East. The only exception is one in Chicago. My first choice would probably be Dartmouth, in New Hampshire. But any of them would be fine. The West coast would be interesting, but we decided it is too far from family. Meanwhile, he has several job leads he is catching up on this week.
We have already met so many nice people here, which is making up for the fact that the only place to go is "the" Walmart.
Our house is really, really tiny. It is the kind of house that I used to drive past and say "how could you fit a living room, kitchen, bathroom and bedroom in that house?" But we actually have two bedrooms. Tiny as it is, it is really cute and we are working on being organized and clutter-free.
Our street ends in some woods and a huge old cemetary, which I love. There are graves from the 17 and 1800s, and lots of beautiful old trees. It makes a fantastic playground for Jack. The weather has been beautiful lately - highs in the 80s, lows in the 60s and dry - so we have been taking lots of walks. This is a challenge sometimes because Jack refuses to hold my hand crossing the street, and the walk usually ends in a tantrum and me pulling him home. There have been a lot of tantrums lately, the "terrible twos" having set in a little early. It kind of scares me since I am scheduled to have a C-section on August 24, but I know we will get through it.
Andrew got his scores back from his second MCAT and did really well. He put in his initial application today. His essay is really incredible. I have no doubt that he will get acceptances. He is applying to about 15 schools, mostly in the East. The only exception is one in Chicago. My first choice would probably be Dartmouth, in New Hampshire. But any of them would be fine. The West coast would be interesting, but we decided it is too far from family. Meanwhile, he has several job leads he is catching up on this week.
We have already met so many nice people here, which is making up for the fact that the only place to go is "the" Walmart.