Thoughts on Being Home

I have a spare 10 minutes for another crazy day so I thought I'd a quick summary of my thoughts of being back home. Stupid things have made me wonder and question whether UK life was always this way, namely, have the tube seats on the Bakerloo line always been as grubby and if so, why haven't I contracted an incurable disease yet.

Anna Banana also felt the brunt end of my stupidity last night. When everywhere takes 20 minutes to walk to in NY, your memory of distance in London also changes. Old Street to Lower Marsh, Waterloo does not take 45 minutes but a solid hour on foot. Oops!

Immediately, here are my general thoughts on being home:
1) My NYC nail polish has lasted remarkable well (on the 10th day now). I will definitely be going back there.
2) London is beautiful in the sunshine.
3) There are LOADS of dickheads in London.
4)  I am - unbelievably - missing my quiet life in downtown Manhattan, where I work from home; don't commute; go shopping during off-peak times; have fewer friends; have less stuff (one for T-bag); a smaller apartment; and generally more time. Of course, I know this isn't a normal week, and that most of you would be ignoring me usually.
5) I want to take all my friends and family back to the States with me so I can have the best of both worlds.
6) I fear that I will cry buckets when I leave and it'll put me off coming home, as it's too hard to deal with being sad, particularly as I've only just started to like living in NY. Not sure I'm ready to go back to missing friends, family and my UK life. Defence mechanism that mean a person runs away are weak and faulty, but that seems to be the one I have developed.
7) I'm definitely glad that we haven't gone back to check out our house. A drive-by would tempt curiosity and I'm not ready to see it turned into a Breaking Bad crack-den just yet. Thanks v much, Bradsy and Langers for putting that thought into my head.

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