Friday, March 10, 2006
Exile to the suburbs
Starting tomorrow, I will be spending the week housesitting for a coworker in Medfield, MA, a charming little town approximately 45 minutes from Boston. Aaaaaaah! What was I thinking, agreeing to this? Over the past few years, I've become a bona fide (now I only think of O Brother, Where Art Thou when I hear the phrase "bona fide") city mouse. I love living in the city. I love the people, the noise, the hustle, the bustle, and above all, the convenience. From my apartment, a grocery store, bank, dry cleaner, liquor store, coffee shop, video store, drugstore, beach, and several bars and restaurants are all within a ten minute walk, and it's a quick 20-minute bus ride to work. It's fantastic. Maybe the change of pace will be nice, and my sister has already dubbed the event "Medfield Detox." I'll be taking care of a dog and two cats and staying in a house built during the 1890s. I plan on watching lots of movies, (because what the hell else am I going to do there?) so let me know if you have any recommendations.