Sentences | Freckled Italian

I miss Charlotte a lot lately. Rob and I both follow Not Just Coffee on Instagram and they posted about now being open 7 days a week at the location in our old neighborhood. On Sundays we would wake up in South End and wish that we could walk to the dog-friendy NJC with Ender, but we'd have to leave him at home and go to the Uptown location at 7th Street Public Market. South End Charlotte really is something special, and I have such great memories of taking Ender on long walks along the Rail Trail every day, often with a coffee in hand.

Ender and I are going to his first training session later this morning. He's always needed some work, but since we were living in our own house with a big yard all summer I forgot how quirky he can be. He's really been pulling me on the leash lately, and the squirrels in our neighborhood are going to drive him crazy. He also barks at people sometimes and it always makes me feel like a bad dog owner. I know it's going to be a lot of work, but I'm looking forward to meeting with the trainer and getting started.

Halloween doesn't strike me as a holiday that could make you feel lonely, but this year it kind of does. I talked to my great friend and college roommate, Caroline, on the phone this weekend for an hour and she was getting ready to go to a Halloween party at a friends' house. We had a really low key weekend which was much needed after all the traveling I've been doing, but at the same time I couldn't help but wish that we were on the East Coast getting ready to meet up with a bunch of our friends, whether they're in Charlotte or Roanoke or Richmond.

It takes so long to adjust to a new place--I keep reminding myself how much I missed Minneapolis when we first moved to Charlotte. I guess patience isn't a virtue I was blessed with.


Photo by Rémy Thurston.