Today marks the 1 year anniversary of packing up our lives into a U-haul and moving up to Rochester. (and also the one year anniversary of my first-- and only, knock on wood-- speeding ticket. boooo!)  

 

If you can't tell from this post and Friday's, I'm feeling kinda nostalgic (is that the right word? maybe reflective? introspective?) about this whole one year anniversary. On one hand, I can't believe that we've been up here for a whole year. Everything seems like it happened yesterday! But on the other hand, it feels like we've been here forever! It's a weird feeling.

 

Anyway, in honor of this momentous date, I figured I'd share some of the things I learned in the past year! I had never lived more than one hour from where I was born and grew up, so moving 6.5 hours north has been quite a learning experience! Here are some of the things I learned...

 

 

1. I'm quite terrible at communication. I should call my family WAY more often than I do... but I don't. Mostly because I really don't like talking on phones, but partly because my brain is usually consumed by things I should be doing for my business or just hanging out with Mike. And then suddenly I realize that I haven't talked to my Mom or Dad in 2 weeks, or my brothers in 2 months (HI GUYS, MISS YOU!). Whoopsies.

 

2. It sucks not having your best friends nearby. I grew up and went to college in the northern VA area, so most of my friends are still there (it's a pretty baller place for jobs so not many people move away). I've never lived far away from friends... it's hard! I miss them.

 

 

3. On that note, making new friends is hard. You really have to put a lot of effort into it! And honestly, I wasn't very good at that this past year. I know we aren't going to be living up here forever, so I didn't really put forth a lot of effort to find friends, other than Mike's friend's girlfriends (who luckily are all awesome! haha)

 

Also, Mike and I have a theory that many people in the Rochester area aren't really looking for new friends like people in DC are. A lot of people we know up here (like our neighbors and stuff like that) grew up in the area and went to college around here, too. So, just like I was down in VA, they already have a built in social network and aren't exactly looking for new people to hang out with. In DC, on the other hand, a lot of people are transplants (who come for the good jobs), so they're always up for meeting new people because they don't have as many friends.

 

 

4. There is a BIG difference between Rochester weather and northern VA weather. For the most part, there's usually only a 10-15 degree difference between the two places. But dang, those 15 degrees make ALL THE DIFFERENCE IN THE WORLD! Like spring time, for example. I'm used to 65 degree spring days in VA. Up here, it was in the 50s... uhhh, that is not spring weather, that's still winter. {like that pic above? taken on April 15th. still freezing cold outside...}

 

And then don't get me started on summer... 85 in VA translates to 70 in Rochester. 70 is most DEFINITELY not summer weather. (but I guess that works out since no one has AC up here and I'm not tryna melt)

 

And let's not even talk about winter.

 

5. I really enjoy never wondering if the random people I see at the grocery store or bar are people that I could have possibly gone to high school with. Everywhere we went in VA, I saw people I knew but hadn't talked to in years. That can be a good thing or a bad thing, depending on the person... haha

 

6. It's really fun to pick up on the accent of a new location. It took me awhile but I noticed that Rochestarians (I think that's what they're called? one year down and I still don't know the lingo) say some words differently than me. For example, "lilac" and "Rochester". I say "Rah-chest-er", they say "Roch-ih-ster". No matter how hard I practice, I can't pronounce it like true Rochesterians do.

 

 

And it's fun to pick up on the food "specialties" of the area. Exhibit A: the Rochester garbage plate. I posted this picture a few weeks ago and people were like, "WHAT IS THAT MONSTROSITY?" haha. I felt the same way when I first tried one! Basically garbage plates are a whole bunch of food piled on top of each other... usually baked beans, home fries, and/or macaroni salad on the bottom... a hamburger or hotdog (or sometimes pulled pork or a grilled cheese (??!) ) on top... covered in "meat sauce" (which is kinda like a chili), onions, and mustard. I get vegetarian versions of them and they're pretty good, once you get past the fact that they look terrifying.

 

7. And did I mention this already? I learned that 6.5 hours is a really long way away from my family. I miss them :)  (yes that picture is me! I think I was 7 there?)

 

 

What's the farthest you moved from "home"? What did you learn by moving away?

One of these days I'll start posting about money stuff again, I promise! hahaha ;)