Happy, happy Friday everyone!
I've just returned to NYC after my traditional late-August pilgrimage home. I visited both the Northwoods of Wisconsin and the Minnesota State Fair while I there. Both, at times, feel like different countries entirely, so I had a very busy trip.
And how, you may ask, did the Big Apple welcome me back?
With a leaky toilet (which I'm 80% sure I successfully fixed myself), a grocery store that wasn't accepting any form of credit/debit cards, and a what-WebMD-tells-me-is-broken pinky finger. The latter happened when I smashed it in my front door trying to lug my laundry to the cleaners.... No worries, though! I've MacGyver-ed a splint out of a Fudgsicle stick and a Band-Aid. I'm sure that won't save my nail from falling off, but at least I feel I did something proactive.
But, on the brighter side? My Iranian cab driver told me I looked just like his sister (I've decided to overlook this boldface lie and just take it as a compliment....) and the powers that be introduced me to my new next-door-neighbor Eric, as he was moving his furniture in. And, wouldn't you believe it? He's a young and handsome fella who will henceforth be referred to as "The Boy Next Door."
More stories to come, I'm sure.
xo,
Brooke
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