Took the day off to close a deal on my new apartment. But I forgot to eat.
And thereby upsetting every mother I know in the process.
I've got so much on my plate right now that I feel as though my future plans have been throttled.
But — good news? In a few weeks' time I'll be moving into my new place in the upper borough, twenty minutes away from work. So far I'm already in love with my new neighbors. And I've got more outdoor space I can't wait to remodel into a flower garden. There's no mistaking that I'll miss living by the coast and the surfing culture we've got here. But good God it's been a nightmare to commute.
Sidenote: Also taking a break from Instagram. It's been my secret trash bin for a while now and I miss paragraphs.