Now that I’ve been a Ohioan for a whole month, I’d like to bust some myths that my West Coast friends and acquaintances have been asking me about living in Dayton. To be fair, not everyone on the West Coast thinks these stereotypes are true. But most of my friends have never been to the Ohio, so there is a general curiosity/confusion. I’ve been receiving the same three questions often enough that I felt it was only fair to address them head-on:
West has officially landed in the Midwest. I’ve been meaning to write this post sooner, but the cross-country move wiped me out more than I thought it would. Good news is H and I have been in Dayton a little less than a month and it feels like we’re starting to settle in. All the moving boxes have been unpacked, we’ve made the mandatory pilgrimage to Ikea (twice so far), and purchased more area rugs than I’ve ever seen in my life (the flip side of living in a modern apartment…those concrete floors).
May has finally arrived. After a seemingly endless winter, signs of spring are starting to slowly pop up in Seattle. The flowers are nearly full bloom. The temperature has crept up into the occasional 60s. My down coat has officially moved towards the back of my closet. And that Justin Timberlake meme is now everywhere.
When I moved to Seattle in 2013, one of my first purchases was a pair of coveted Hunter rain boots. Living in San Francisco prior to our move, I always admired the chic women who wore the rain boots on their wet commutes to work. I could never justify buying them in California since our rainy days were rare, but I figured living in Seattle was the perfect excuse!
My first job in Seattle was at a major technology company where the dress code was very casual (think engineers in sweatpants and Crocs). I remember one rainy fall day I decided to wear my new Hunter rain boots to work. To my credit, I did have a wet commute walking down a hill to my bus stop, riding a damp bus, and traversing through puddles downtown to my office. However, I was less observant to what my fellow Seattleites deemed appropriate rain footwear, especially in the office.
When people find out I live in Seattle, the first thing they ask is “Does it really rain all the time?” To which I respond, “Yes, but…” and rattle off my list of defensive answers that it’s not as rainy as it seems (all Seattleites have this monologue memorized).