Well, I turned 50 on Saturday. Exactly a decade ago I was living in the heart of Washington DC eagerly/anxiously scanning the then-new Internet to figure out where I should move to for my "new life".
I had it narrowed down to Providence RI or Austin Texas, both places with a love of the arts, warm weather (well Rhode Island is the warmest of the New England states), friends, and cheap-to-me houses with big backyards . Then I saw a snapshot of a little mid-century modern house on Acquidneck Island (the Rhode Island island that Newport, home of the famous Jazz Fest and Bellevue Avenue mansions is on) and decided to buy it... pretty much on the spot.
The last decade has been a pretty good run. I walked on the local beaches at sunset, spent way too much in plants for the garden, indulged my home remodeling fixation, grew my company, sold my company, started a new company, and along the way married and divorced a Serbian husband.
So now, after the 50th birthday party hangover has trotted along its merry way, it felt like the right time to start a new blog.
For those of you who were fans of my musings about Serbia and Serbians, that's gone the way of my old Volkswagon. We all enjoyed tooling around in it, but now it's been traded in at the dealer for a new model and new roads are calling.
I'm excited about this new decade. 50 always was one of my favorite numbers. If you feel like coming along for the ride, join me :-)
I had it narrowed down to Providence RI or Austin Texas, both places with a love of the arts, warm weather (well Rhode Island is the warmest of the New England states), friends, and cheap-to-me houses with big backyards . Then I saw a snapshot of a little mid-century modern house on Acquidneck Island (the Rhode Island island that Newport, home of the famous Jazz Fest and Bellevue Avenue mansions is on) and decided to buy it... pretty much on the spot.
The last decade has been a pretty good run. I walked on the local beaches at sunset, spent way too much in plants for the garden, indulged my home remodeling fixation, grew my company, sold my company, started a new company, and along the way married and divorced a Serbian husband.
So now, after the 50th birthday party hangover has trotted along its merry way, it felt like the right time to start a new blog.
For those of you who were fans of my musings about Serbia and Serbians, that's gone the way of my old Volkswagon. We all enjoyed tooling around in it, but now it's been traded in at the dealer for a new model and new roads are calling.
I'm excited about this new decade. 50 always was one of my favorite numbers. If you feel like coming along for the ride, join me :-)
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