What I miss about living in Beacon Hill
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What I miss about living in Beacon Hill
Yes, snowy days like this, I wish I still lived in my Beacon Hill condo instead of a single-family home in the town Winchester.
There’s the obvious reasons – shovelings the driveway. Shoveling, shoveling, shoveling etc.
Lets take a look at my last 24hrs.
The forecast called for snow overnight followed by icy ran, so I decided to go to the grocery and buy some milk, just in case.
The parking lot was packed at the Stop & Shop. When I got inside, I almost couldn’t believe my eyes. I’d never seen a store so crowded.
The place was a madhouse. People were pushing bulging carts up and down aisles whose shelves were becoming bare.
In one aisle a can of soup rolled toward me, but then a woman swept it up like a hockey puck and scurried away. In the candy aisle, an unattended little boy was pouring Skittles into his mouth. His face looked like a rainbow.
A middle-aged man, waddling like a penguin, was somehow carrying six gallon jugs of water under his arms.
An old man pushed a gigantic canister of Metamucil down the aisle A He had bitten open a large bag of potato chips and was wolfing down, growling at shoppers who got too close.
By the time I reached the dairy case, it was empty except for a single half pint of chocolate milk. Staring at it, I was mesmerized. I could have sworn the cartoon cow on the package winked at me.
I grabbed the tiny carton and made my way through a throng of puffy-coated bodies toward the self-checkout, where I stood in line what like 10 minutes. Shoppers jealously eyed my container of pasteurized goodness, as if they sensed it was the last milk in the store. I tucked it under my arm lest someone snatch it away.
As I pulled out of the parking lot, snow began to pelt my windshield. Instinctively, like a bear preparing for hibernation, I grabbed the chocolate milk carton, tore it open and chugged it.
I found out that was a big mistake when I got home.
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What I miss about living in Beacon Hill
I can’t even begin to tell you how much I miss about living in my Beacon Hill condo. But today, I’ll start with not having to shovel snow.
My Boston Real Estate Blog may not have too many posts, as I’m shoveling the walkway and the driveway, and this is the type of snow that is really heavy.
Before I go out and continue shoveling, remember, if you’re looking for a Beacon Hill condo for sale or to rent a Beacon Hill apartment, please keep me in mind. I can be reached on my cell phone at 617-595-3712, call or text my me anytime. Thank-you.
