So it’s been a few weeks since I relocated back to Pennsylvania – eek wait! A month! It has been a whole month already that I have been living in Manayunk! Time flies faster as you get older doesn’t is??
Well after having spent so much time living by the beach or on the burbs/lake area, getting back into the swing of city life means there are some things that you have to get comfortable with again – the noises, the cars & traffic, the people walking past your windows all hours of the day & night. And one more less than obvious realization.
People are dirty.
When looking at places around town in February there were piles of snow on the ground – aka (and what I learned as) the place where street trash hibernates. And now the snow has melted and there are little piles of trash along the side of the road everywhere. It is on the sidewalks, in people’s flower beds and trapped inside the corners of their chain link fences.
Let’s be honest. No one wants to pick up trash if it’s not theirs. I got news for you all – it is OURS. And picking up trash floating down the street is not disgusting. Just wear gloves and wash your hands, people. What is gross is seeing it pile up over time and just leaving it there. For example, I watched my neighbor who I have not met, walk over a pile of leaves and trash everyday down her sidewalk that runs behind our little yard. How she can stand stepping over that everyday 6x a day is something I will not understand. It would take 2 minutes of her day, a broom and dustpan to toss it into the trash can that sits right there. To each his own I guess.
And I am sorry if this is harsh or a bit complainy. (I know that’s not a word). I think I was spoiled living on the west coast and southern beach areas where the environment is a topic close to everyone out there. Recycling and trash cleanup is not something beach towns and cities ignore or are above doing themselves. It is just part of everyday life there. You see trash blowing down the street, you throw it out or it ends up in the ocean and lakes (and wash your hands).
Rather than complain about it, I put on some garden gloves and swept the trash along our fence into a bin. To keep it out (and add some privacy) I added a bamboo fence to the old one chain link. (pictures later) At least now the trash will stay on the street. (although I have been keeping it clean outside my fence and regularly find myself sweeping up broken glass when it is near my car. Maybe I will inspire the neighbors to do the same. (wishful thinking? )
Dirt Does Not Stay Outside.
I have dogs. So regular vacuuming of carpets is an unfortunate must. But when I move into a new place, I like to get rid of that “other people” smell as quickly as possible. This means I clean top to bottom. The apartment was freshly painted (thank you, Fred) so that was one less lengthy job for the list. But everything else needs a good scrub – bathroom, kitchen, every cabinet & closet shelf, and of course the windows! And man that might be my least favorite to clean. How does one get so much ick on the inside of a window?? Perhaps years of tenants saying ‘that’s not my dirt’ and avoiding it. I, however, ordered some super nice curtains (on sale at West Elm that I took the train to get) and I could not bring myself to hang them over years of dirt and snotting stuff/dog nose art. So about 2hrs, a roll of paper towels, half bottle of windex, a sponge, dirty tub and a half glass of wine later (just one since ladders are involved here) and all but 3 window blinds have been cleaned inside and out! (I’m being lazy about the last 3 blinds since I don’t have any curtains for them yet)
And finally I feel like this place has been vanquished of the ‘other people smell’ and is ready to be lived in!
Maybe I’m a little OCD or something but if you do these things too, don’t be afraid to tell us all about your ‘new home’ cleaning habits in the comments below. It would make me feel better not to be the only one 😉
It was such a gorgeous spring-like day and some fresh air was needed. So I gathered the mutts and a backpack full of water and snacks to meet with some friends at Forbidden Lane, part of the Wissahickon Park area. I thought I would share a few snap shots of what we saw on our mutt adventure . . . .
My friend, Sean met up with us and brought along Miss Carly Q! The girls have not seen each other in over a year! I wish I had captured a video of their reunion. I needed 2 hands just in case the dog remeet didn’t go well. But they were so happy to see each other! There were tail wags from all, and cries of happiness (Carly), kisses (Carly) and rolling in the dirt (Carly again), playful pounces (Shay & Carly) and a ‘yeah I remember you. Can we walk now or what, people? I have things to smell.’ (Kaysea)
We walked a few miles, met a lot of people, kids & dogs. We even saw some big horses along the trails. Next time I will be sure to take along something better than my iPhone to get some more professional shots when all the leaves have returned to the trees.
In case you want to do the trail walk too, click the map for directions:
I am so excited to be decorating out a new place and have so many ideas about how! (see some of my inspirations here and here) And as there are many cute shops in Manayunk which I have yet to explore – there are things I need (ok want) that I must go downtown for. So the question was – to drive and pay $20 to park OR try out the train system for less than half the price.
I opted for the train system – gotta learn the tracks some day why not on a sunny late morning ride! Using the sorta trusty google transit app – off I went . . . .
After sitting on the wrong side of the tracks for a few minutes, I made a mad dash down the stairs and up the correct side. Then I sat for about ten minutes before realizing I forgot to actually buy a ticket behind the little door labeled – ‘tickets’, I made the train just in time. (then learned I can actually buy a ticket on the train) I still can’t figure out how they know who paid and who hasn’t?
It was a gorgeous and sunny day downtown. I got the curtains I wanted from West Elm (will share in a later post) and had myself some lunch and sat in Rittenhouse square for old times sake. (Note to self for next time – wearing a backpack is not as embarrassing as trying to lug a heavy bag of curtains in a paper bag that got soggy on the bottom from a leaky water bottle.)
I missed the next train home by about a full ten minutes. Guess I better figure out what everyone else around here already has about the trains – like umm where Suburban station actually is? So I got home a little later than expected but it is always nice to come to some smiling doggy faces and happy wagging tails!
This place is starting to feel like home