UGH.
I had a visceral reaction to realizing I've neglected my blog since September.
SO, so sorry about that.
What's happened in that time? Well, lots of the usual things...
I worked on one of the last "on-set" days for "666 Park Avenue" as Hurricane Sandy decided to come in a week later and put the entire studio under 7 feet of water.
(7 days before the "Drake" entryway became a fish pond.)
I battened down the hatches and rode out said Hurricane...
....and the resulting 3 weeks of NO garbage pick-up.
(But, in all seriousness, I'd gladly deal with this minuscule inconvenience as opposed to the devastation Sandy caused elsewhere.)
I spent Thanksgiving with this kid, who you'd assume is a ham (or turkey) for the camera....
.... until you want him to take a group picture.
I saw the hands-down most gorgeous sunset of my entire life.
(No filter)
I hosted these two for an awesome cousins' weekend in the City....
...and decided that, in addition to being 'fruit punched,' I'd rather stick a pencil in my eye than be up for work and waiting for the subway at 4AM.
In this time I also dropped my cell phone in a toilet (rice didn't work) and had my mom convinced I was dead. Fun times!
So, you know, same old, same old.
But, in that time, I also began to think.
New York was never intended to be a permanent move for me. I came out here to kick up some dust and see what I could do. And, I did some things I'm really thrilled about.
But, after a lot of soul-searching (and tears and conversations w/ good friends and pints of Ben & Jerry's Half Baked), I decided it's time for me to go home.
And that's what I'm going to do.
It's funny. For the past month I've been trying to figure out how to write about this. How do I write a post about leaving a city I've completely fallen in love with in a blog based on LIVING in a city I've completely fallen in love with?
It's difficult.
However, as it tends to do, fate sent something my way this afternoon: A blog entitled "35 Things I Wish I Had Done Before Turning 35"
I know I have some time before I turn 35, but it does get you thinking about what you really want out of the crazy, stressful, wonderful, unpredictable life you lead.
I've done roughly 15 of the things on her list, but there are things I have left to check off on my own list, and deep down I know that I can only really have most of those things in Minnesota, surrounded by the people who know me best.
I got to live my dream, and that dream taught me a lot.
I've gotten more out of this city in the last two years than I EVER imagined and I'm beyond grateful for the things I've seen and done and the amazing friendships I've built along the way. Leaving will break my heart, but it's the right move and I'm excited to head back to Minnesota to start the next chapter.
Never fear, however, as I'll be here on the island until the end of April, so I'll still be blogging and am sure I'll have some great stories to share. (i.e.: How does one move two years worth of stuff out of a 4th floor walk-up? I have no clue, but I'll let you know when I figure it out.......)
Thanks, as always, for reading. I'll be back next week, and, until then, remember...
~B.
