Tuesday, 17 November 2009

Day 1 in the Salmon Palace

Ok, this will be short and pointless and brought to you by the power of sugar (I am in Haagen Dazs. I can't even spell it, let alone manage to order, but the waiters are so extraordinarily slow, that I can sit undisturbed sucking up the sweet sweet wifi for, it would appear, hours).

I am in the new house. Well, not this minute, clearly, as explained above. And it's really quite ok. I LIKE it. I spent yesterday evening wandering around, bathed in a warm salmony glow from the walls, followed by the weepette, who is not coping quite as well as I am with the move and will not leave my side for a second, but patters next to me from the loo to the Ektorp to the kitchen, his protuberant anxious eyes fixed on me, feebly whining.

The house now contains a babyfoot table as well as a large floor cushion and the Ektorp. I am tempted to just stop there, and bask in the minimalist joy of living a 19 year old boy's fantasy life (well, ok, I don't have enough video games, food, or pornography probably, but you know what I mean). As soon as you start noticing what's missing you could be stuck furnishing for ever - dustpans and brooms and dishwasher product and god only knows what else. Why bother? It will all creep in soon enough. Stuff has a habit of doing that.

It's too early to really miss the boys. This is a hiatus. It'll get hard once they've spent a week with me and I have to part with them again. Hard for me, just as hard for them, probably equally hard for the CFO dealing with the fallout. I remember myself how hard those transitions were, and for me it was only ever weekends and holidays.

For now, though, it's peaceful in the house, and lively when I go out, which is blissful. When I walked the dog at seven this morning, there were PEOPLE in the street and SHOPS OPENING. Shops! Excuse the caps, but after three years in Belgium, I thought I might never see the like of this again. The Italian deli down the road is open late, and the Pain Quotidien opens at 7. I love it. I may never cook again, which will be an immense relief for all concerned.

Tomorrow I go back to pack up, and on Thursday the removal men come. But it's ok. I hope it stays ok. I hope, perhaps tomorrow, to get enough wifi to write something that doesn't read like a slightly stilted postcard. Maybe even do some pictures. It's been ages since we had an visual light relief on these pages, other than owls (I'm not knocking the owls. I wouldn't dare knock the owls). I hope, when I get home - yes, home - the dog hasn't eaten all my shoes and crapped on my bed. I hope the boys are ok, I hope the CFO is ok. I'm keeping everything crossed, and eating ice cream and brownies for dinner. It's a start.

34 comments:

April Red said...

Dear Waffle,

I have only just discovered the joy that is your exquisite blog. I am sad that I did not find you earlier, but better late than never, as the old saying goes. So many of your posts of yonder I have read with tears in my eyes/throwing my head back laughing/excitement at the realisation that I am not alone in so many aspects of my existence. I can identify and sympathise with so many of your musings and happenings. I would like to add my sorries to the many already received for your situation/hurt. But I am also somehow wonderfully excited about your new beginning and what may lie ahead for you. Is it sad to live somewhat vicariously through the webloggings of someone you've never met?? Oh well, screw it.

With much love,
Drink much gin and be kind to yourself.

Waffle on.

Iheartfashion said...

Sounds as if you are off to a promising start. Will you share the boys one week on, one week off?

Mrs Jones said...

Here's to the start of your new life - I hope it's everything you wanted it to be.

Me, I'm still in Budapest, nursing my mother, and your comment about it sounding like an episode from Holby City was more prescient that you can possibly imagine....

Mya said...

Ice cream and brownies - I can't think of a better inaugural meal. And I do so hope VERY MUCH that the weepette hasn't left a brownie on the bed for you!
Mya x

screamish said...

Gonna have a debauched housewarming to celebrate? Once the dust has settled?

Views from the UK 2006 said...

I always say that food can beat any problem, when I am down in the dumbs, I go to fav Fish and chip shot, nice steak and kindey pie, mussy peas, gravey and big chips, the some bacon to help the digestion. Of course mug of tea... Nice to see you are through the black hole and can see the stars again, even if its taking the dog for a walk, as long as his nose is cold the world cant be bad!!

nappy valley girl said...

Good luck, Jaywalker. I am really glad that you like the new place and I can't imagine how difficult the last few weeks have been. Here's to the start of your new life!

Bryony said...

what a wonderful meal!! - enjoy, and be kind to yourself x

Chantal said...

Good luck with EVERYTHING this week. Brownies and ice cream for dinner sounds brilliant, I hope the immediate future has much of the same in store. Btw, think I may have found my own salmon palace, about to go out for a drink to celebrate - I will be raising a glass to you tonight. Much love xx

Dash said...

I am glad the waffle is feeling more cheery today, I think you deserve a massive pampering session! and as others have already pointed out, this is a new beginning. The worst is over and dont worry too much about the boys as long as you and CFO maintain a good relationship they will be fine.

mountainear said...

Wishing you well to live in it, that salmon palace.

@eloh said...

A new chapter in your life begins. You are in the prime of life, this will be an exciting time.

You should somehow remake your blog to reflect the coming days of wine and roses as you ascend to "The Throne of the Salmon Palace".

Sarah said...

Ooh - if it's a salmon palace does that mean you'll really get to be The Empress now? Do IKEA do Ektorp chaises longues?

Glad to hear week one is being promising. And a Haagen Dazs nearby, no less! A perfect supper for an empress.

La Mom said...

As a previous poster aptly said, waffle on! La Pain Quotidien open at 7 am? You're off to a good start, as far as I'm concerned.

Bisous de Paris,

La Mom
An American Mom in Paris

Anonymous said...

Welcome to your new life! It will be fine and then one day GREAT!
I think from clues about pain quotidien and italian deli that I live near you so shout if you need weepette taken of your hands while you move etc and I'll send an email. My puppy would think it's christmas to have a playmate.
Good luck with all.
Fran

Anonymous said...

Oh, enjoy! In a similar boat 5 years ago there were hard times, but the delight of discovering what it meant to have a place to oneself, to be able to BE oneself, was sublime.

Cakeface said...

sending good thoughts for the settling-in...

pinolona said...

Brownies and ice-cream is the dinner of champions.
Good luck and I hope the salmon palace is warm and cosy for you :)

ps don't send the weepette to Fran for babysitting send it to ME I want a puppy...

ArtSparker said...

Congratulations on the new place and also on your attitude.

truestarr said...

Wishing you well in your new Palace.

I don't know what it was about this post but it reminded me this quote: "Women, then, have not had a dog's chance of writing poetry. That is why I have laid so much stress on money and a room of one's own."
- Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own

Now you have a whole Palace!

Robert Hudson said...

As people who know me will attest, I might well call the first house I build The Salmon Palace. Hang tough

peevish said...

Where would we be without Ektorps and Weepettes?

Here's looking at you, kid.
(cin cin)

jen hit the roof said...

Good luck in your new home. I moved twice in the space of a year, most distressing, but it could only get better, as I'm sure you will find out.

Z said...

When I spend a few days in my London flat, redecorating between tenants, I always feel that I could easily enjoy it so much I wouldn't want to leave. I have a strange feeling of disengagement from real life that is very appealing. I hope you're not quickly sucked in to buying stuff and making more decisions, I think that your brain needs respite and your body needs sleep.

3limes said...

Surround yourself in salmon, sugar and peace. I think that is a wonderful restorative recipie.

GingerB said...

Don't eat the salmon mousse.

Well done, you.

reen said...

When you can walk around a new place feeling bathed in salmon light and can be excited by even what surrounds it (Italian deli? Pain Quotidien? Haagen Dazs?!? Jealous! I see a hinky warehouse and a cell phone tower), you've chosen the right place. Cheers!

Anonymous said...

oh, dear waffle,

i have never posted here, though i have read your blog pretty avidly the past few months. i moved to brussels about a year ago, and about three, was unceremoniously chucked out by my (bad in bed) boyfriend. both times, i was mad as a hatter for a bit, and then it all receded, and i want back to my uncivilized, drunken, sometimes-mawkish ways. and it always made me feel better when friends told me that they, too, lived with nothing by toilet paper, tears and a mattress after a move. you are not alone. and you make me feel less alone by talking about you. so, thanks for that.

--an american gay who thinks you're pretty awesome

The City Road said...

Pictures, yes - pictures would be awesome. Especially pictures that have been labelled with helpful arrows and then re-photographed; as you know, I like those a lot.

Much affection x

Corte Inglesa said...

Dear Jaywalker,

I too have recently discovered your blog. I read an article in the Sunday Times culture magazine about blogging, and you were in it. I dropped by for a look and didn't leave for hours. Love it love it love it, and in fact was inspired by you to write my own blog about living in Spain. Finding it fun already, even if no-one is reading it apart from me!

Congrats on the start of your new life. You are one gutsy, sassy lady and I'm sure you'll move forward to find happiness and fulfillment.

lots of love,

Corte Inglesa. xxxx

Metropolitan Mum said...

Glad to hear you have arrived. Doesn't sound too bad to me. All crossed from my side, too.
xx MM

Lisa-Marie said...

It sounds like you are settling in well. Moing makes you realise how much stuff you actually have. We moed 3 moths ago, and moed all the stuff we need for day to day life, and lots of 'comfort' items, and our other flat still looks like people lie there.

Simon said...

Hopelessly late with this, but thinking of you and your new life, and envying your minimalist joy.

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