It’s not even 6am yet – so far I’ve already received a birthday message from my father and Timothy has sung happy birthday to me three times. He also built me a custom desk for my birthday. Now I can sit on the floor to type, and the puppies can sit in my lap as they tend to demand.
Because you know they arrive this Friday…
This is the third birthday I’ve spent in the land of FollowMeToNYC. The three year anniversary of my page is just about touchable. I guess birthdays get you thinking about stuff like anniversaries and time. I’ve had a pretty outstanding 34 years. Earth shoots ups and downs at everyone. Considering what occurs on this planet, I’ll fairly state that my time has been breezy so far and I stay grateful for that – even during sporadic blog tantrums. Continue reading
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.
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
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
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