So, I moved to downtown Birmingham in mid-March. I love it! I have a small, one-bedroom loft with exposed brick and 80 foot ceilings (not really 80 feet). I’m close to the highway I take to work. There are convenient ramps to get on and off. I wish there were more food options, but that’s a work in progress.
It is the closest to my dream living situation. A downtown loft has been a goal of mine for years. There’s just one catch.
IT IS NOISY.
I know what you’re thinking. “Michael, you live downtown. It’s not the suburbs. It’s loud down there.” You’re right, but this noise is on a whole different level than what I’ve experienced. First, I have thin windows. I’ve already called the landlord to see what can be done as far as sealing and caulking. Right now, I have no couch and no rugs. I know those will help and I’m working on getting some. Also, to the people who ride their crotch rocket motorcycles through downtown? You are not cool. Those things sound hideous and damn near knock things off the wall in my place. Please, take your overgrown children’s toy and go play somewhere else.
Outside of boarding up the windows, what else can I do? I’m calling on the hive mind! Have you lived in a noisy place? What did you do to keep some of the noise out? I know I’ll never eliminate all of the noise. That’s not what I’m looking for. I just want to cut it down a bit. At this point, it’s hard to watch TV in my living room without having to turn it up so loud that when the traffic dies down, I feel like a crazy person.
Oh, hello there!
The last couple months have flown by. Lots of stuff to update on The List, new things at work and I’m moving! I’ll get to all of it in due time. For now, I’ll leave you with this snowy scene from my street this year.
I’ll tell ya, I never thought this is where I would be at 28.
That’s, by no means, a negative statement! I’m in a wonderful city with deep history and friendly people doing what I love to do. I just never imagined it.
There’s something about your birthday that makes you realize your place in the universe. It could be the fact that I’m so far from my family and friends back in Texas, that I’m still making friends here or both. For the first time in my life, I’m on my own. That’s terrifying and exhilarating at the same time!
27 was such an amazing year. It feels like 28 is starting out less than great. I have to remind myself that I’m in the driver’s seat. There’s no excuse for 28 not to be the best year of my life!
Now, all I need to do is actually get out bed and go do stuff…