We get used to things after a while, and we learn to move on. I remember saying (and writing here) that it is sometimes painful for me to watch the network morning shows because they are all set in NYC, and it just makes me miss the city. But I am ok now, and once in a while, even peek at them. To get the news and weather, I turn to my local station here, and for the most part, I am happy with Jason and Monica from Channel 5 here. They were my default then, and I happily tune to them now. This means that I am now completely at peace here. I was at my local bank on Saturday, and was talking to this guy who also moved from San Francisco same time as I did, and we were comparing notes on how we dealt with uprooting our lives from one place to another. He asked me if it took a while for me to get used to life here, and I said, really no. I really do enjoy the relative silence of my life here, and case in point - this weekend I almost did not do anything, but relished the naps, the reading, the whatever I did. It's all good.
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