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brain stuck game

Right now I’m playing a bit of the brain stuck game blog tribe. My brain is stuck on apartment and puppies. Considering that I’m expecting all of this to somehow manifest by the second week of September,just in time for my birthday, there are brain overdrive activities happening.

I always have so much fun in Queens, and after-all it was where the Writers’ Night took place. Moving to a suburb with “Sunny” in the name essentially thrills me. And there are all sorts of sevens involved which I also find appeasing – seven train, etc.

I’ve been hyperventilating so much over how moving = brokedom, I still don’t reckon my head is quite around shifting from a high-rise studio apartment to two bedroom home with a yard and all.

It’s been a fun first year back… and soon… PUPPIES!

Stay stuck brain. Our view will be changing once again, all over again, very shortly. Helps keeps the stories fresh.

 

too many papers. more red please.

One of the things that has been completely evident since returning to the States after nine years away is the paperwork attached to EVERYTHING.

Oh, you want birthday cake? Just fill out three pages. Let me get this straight – you’re trying to pay a bill from your personal bank account? No worries. Here’s a short eight page form, and it’s just a small fee of $40.

Banks, actually are the worst. I have switched banks three times during the eleven months I’ve been back in the country, and I’m still paying them to allow me to transfer funds for things like rent.

Too many papers. Too much nonsense. Continue reading

a yard for the babies

I explored Queens today and discovered across the river a new apartment with an outdoor paradise for two small puppies that will arrive within weeks.

Naturally, being New York City, my rent will be more than most mortgages, but I’ll have a YARD! Not only will I have a yard, I’ll have an OFFICE! The apartment is a two bedroom, which will be an entirely new land compared to the studio I have been tucked in for nearly twelve months now. Continue reading

full moon. two months.

Happy full moon blog family. Light some incense, sit in lotus and project love and wishes as widespread as you can reach.

Two months from now I’ll be in a new abode. Could be a house, could be an apartment, might be in Manhattan… maybe a few minutes out. There is only one certainty. Come hell or high water, the puppies are coming in October. Continue reading

Move is paused cult collective. FollowMeToNYC headquarters will not relocate until September, which means the puppies’s arrival is also postponed.

Not talking about that one. Unfortunately, my wanky landlord seems to have forgotten every syllable spoken between us.

So the move is paused. Puppies are resting up another eight weeks before their journey across international waters.

Usually, these are the bits of life that make me want to break things. However I must say, upon the arrival of Mr. Tim, my husband of 53 days now – a reinvented calmness is learning me a thing or two. I don’t really want to break things anymore.

I sort of just want to spend every single second knocking about with him.

Yesterday was the first day I’ve had off from a day job in nine months. About five of my past nine months were essentially MessVille.

When I found myself panting Sunday evening, I knew I needed a break.

I’m going to write books this week amongst a report and a few letters. Something about Tim furthermore has me actually desiring to finish novel number one.

Something about knowing who my first novel will be dedicated to is oddly soothing. It makes the ride toward completion much more magnificent – even when I am hissing at files and leering at keys.


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