Whelp! Have just been inside with three small humans for something like 36 hours straight because of the blizzard that hit New York yesterday. Will, meanwhile, is out in LA home scouting for us, so this picture is about where my mind is at the moment.
We've been busy: lots of admin, lots of logistics, lots of life designing...and plenty of nail biting over all of the above. Once we're there (in just 50 days!) I think it will dissipate because we'll be distracted my lemon trees and sunshine. But for now we're muscling through.
Aside from that, I have lots afoot. Bo turned 14 months this week, Axel is four and a half!, and Oscar's third birthday is just a few weeks away. Have to stop googling pool floats and get back to recording daily life in Brooklyn.
New York is under watch for a Nor'easter as I type this so it's hard to believe that just last week I was soaking up the sun on St. Barths, for work, no less. The island is gorgeous, and jam packed with design-y boutique hotels and restaurants, with some still wild places thrown into the mix. And yes, I know just how lucky I am to be able to call this work!
Part of the reason I haven't been posting much of late is that we've had a few big changes brewing on the home front. It feels strange to post and not mention the thing that's been consuming all of your mental energy. But now I can actually that this spring, our family of five is moving to Los Angeles.
There are so many reasons why this makes sense for us right now, but I'm still stunned that this is truly happening in less than three months. I genuinely thought I was a New Yorker for life. But then we found ourselves with three boys under the age of four, and Axel on the cusp of kindergarten, which is in and of itself a huge leap into uncertainty that comes with a lot of decisions to be made.
And over the summer in Maine something was percolating in me as I saw the boys running barefoot on the beach, outside all day, rarely still. We love New York so much, and yet it will be a looong few years before the fellas are quite ready for meandering trips to the Met. This weekend, the snow was gorgeous, but it was seventeen degrees on Sunday. Sunnier climes beckon.
It's strange, wonderful, bittersweet. I miss Brooklyn already. During the latest snow storm, I looked out of my window and felt like I was in a snow globe. This is the only grown up home Will and I have ever known. And it's been a remarkable place to start our family. But I'm excited for what's to come too.
As for this space, I have a feeling it will make its way to a natural conclusion. Not now, but perhaps in the coming months. And, if you're curious about our newest adventures, I will of course let you all know how I will be recording our life out west, whether it's on another blog, on Instagram or via whatever new fangled technology the kids are using these days.
I have been so off the grid lately, not much use at posting here. But we did have a wonderful, low key Christmas in New York before we left for England. Gingerbread houses were assembled, Santa was visited, and a multitude of gifts were opened. I think we are single-handedly supporting the battery industry of America here.