When Greg and I first got married, we lived in an apartment directly across one of the biggest shopping malls in the area (Short Pump Mall, for you locals). It wasn’t downtown Richmond, but it still had a little bit of a “mini city” feel. We were seconds away from Crate & Barrel, Pottery Barn, Urban Outfitters, J Crew, Nordstrom, Cheesecake Factory and our favorite restaurant, Baker’s Crust. Sure, there was a lot of hustle and bustle – especially around the holidays – but we loved every second of it. There was always something going on. We never had to wonder what we would do on a Friday night, and it was great entertainment for friends/family who stayed with us. If we wanted to check out the latest sofa design at Pottery Barn, we just had to take a 30-second car ride (the 8-lane super-busy road was way too hectic for walking – at least for me because I’m chicken).
When we moved from “the busy” to “the burbs”, even though we were head over heels for the house we were buying, we weren’t too sure how we were going to like living in the middle of “Civil War Country”. We’d grown accustomed to – and had ultimately fallen in love with – the busy streets and the extra 10 or 15 minutes it took just to get on the interstate. I think in the back of our heads, we were hoping we’d eventually learn to love the new, less-busy surroundings, but we weren’t promising ourselves anything.
It has definitely taken us a while to realize how much we’ve grown to love the quiet street where we’ve lived for the past three years.
I was driving home the other day from Home Goods (which is about a 20-minute drive from our house, just a block or two from our old apartment) and was waiting at the stop light near our neighborhood. I looked over to my right and realized how utterly awesome and beautiful our surroundings really are. And it just hit me… I love where we live. That’s when I took the Instagram photo above, while sitting at the stop light. We can be in downtown Richmond in 10 minutes, at Anthropologie and Restoration Hardware in 20, historical Civil War battlefields in 5, church in 2 and Target in 7. For us, that’s the perfect combination of awesomeness.
I totally didn’t intend for his “Happy Weekend” post to turn into an “Ode to Hanover”, but I guess it kind of is. I’m not going to say we’re never going to leave, because chances are, we will probably move on down the road. But for now, we’re really enjoying it while we’re here, and we’re learning to take in the sights as we go. Happy weekend, everyone!