The Art of Self-Realization (blah blah blah)
I CANNOT ADJUST TO WEST COAST TIME. I know we’ve only been here a day but the California time change kills me. And now I can’t even blame it on a regular 3am wake up call. I went to bed … Continued
I CANNOT ADJUST TO WEST COAST TIME. I know we’ve only been here a day but the California time change kills me. And now I can’t even blame it on a regular 3am wake up call. I went to bed … Continued
This is Anthony. You can tell if it’s Denise or me doing the writing by our initial at the bottom of each post. Our first day of our new life on the road begins today. We flew from Laguardia to … Continued
IT’S MY LAST NIGHT IN NEW YORK. That’s what keeps going through my head. I’m being dramatic — we will be back in one year in this very apartment, where we have been sleeping on an air mattress for the … Continued
LAST. DAY. OF. PACKING. Thursday morning, countdown on til 9am Friday, when the movers arrive with their big magic truck that will take all of this crap far, far away from us, to a land called The Bronx, never to … Continued
I DON’T KNOW WHAT THE HELL WE WERE THINKING. I can’t believe we are voluntarily giving up our cozy apartment to a stranger, packing boxes and putting all of our belongings and furniture into storage, just so we can move back into this place … Continued