Hi, I'm Nina Iordanova and this is the 24th edition of Something Good, a newsletter filtered through my 🧠, 🖐, and ❤️. Coming your way every two weeks, I hope you find something good here.
EEEEEEEEE!!!!
This is what I was dying to tell you in my last newsletter!! It’s the reason behind my new carpet (and the thousand other carpets I’m trying to get) and also a 180 from the newsletter I sent out a month ago. Puppy girl is almost here, for real this time!
The way picking a puppy normally works is you’re given a position in the litter, then everybody comes at the 4 week mark and picks a puppy based on that order.
I’m going to be in Costa Rica when she turns 4 weeks old and was trying to figure out whether I could send my parents to go for me, or if I could pick her over zoom, or if the breeder could choose (and I had about 5 different versions of this plan)… then we got these photos and it turns out she’s the only chocolate female in her litter!
It makes it feel so easy. I was meant for her and she was meant for me.
We’ll have more photos in two weeks (so probably for my next newsletter!) but til then we’re left guessing if she’s the middle lump or the butt-facing lump. And she’s going to be in puppy school with the trainer for the first two weeks, so I’ll actually be getting her on March 28th 😁
Last time I talked about puppies, I said I wanted to travel and that home didn’t feel like Toronto. I think to some extent that’s still true. But I also think maybe home is where you make it, and I’ve resisted that for a long time. Because deciding somewhere is home means deciding that somewhere else… isn’t. And even as I write this I get tears in my eyes because it does feel like a loss.
Bulgaria won’t be home?
New York won’t be home?
This is it?
It feels like one huge life decision door closing.
But it’s also really cool what possibilities committing to a place opens. Like now I can splurge more on furniture, get things that I don’t necessarily need but that make a place feel more like home.
Like rugs.
I don’t think I would have bought rugs for years, or a nightstand, or a new floor lamp. Because every time I bought things for my house, I’d ask myself - how easy will this be to put in storage, sell, or throw out when I move, and do I really need it? I was optimizing for an easy move out experience, even though I had no specific plans to go anywhere.
And now, more often I catch myself thinking if it’s a piece I like and want to keep for years to come. If this will be my home and not just a temporary way station, what do I want that home to look like?
Ultimately, I think I was also scared of not choosing. Of loving the possibility of both a puppy and living somewhere else that I did neither, just so I could keep both options open. Then looking back on my life and seeing I made no choices at all.
So get ready to say hello to puppy girl, and let’s start thinking of names!!
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Warmly yours,
Nina
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