So- a million years ago I was a single girl living in NYC. I was sitting on the front porch of the house I lived in, surrounded by various airline roommates and I remember one male and I talking about style. I bemoaned my lack of personal style and he was very insistent that any clothing decision… Continue reading style
new house, new gym, new jersey
Once again I rededicate myself to writing more frequently. It does seem like I do this way too often; I know as a blog reader it's tiresome to hear from someone "This time I'll be different!" so I hope if you are out there reading this you'll feel patience for me and keep reading. When… Continue reading new house, new gym, new jersey
B*DAY
Yes, this is the day of my birth. A day that means so much when you are a kid, and gradually the importance fades as I settle deeper into "adulthood". I don't even want to think about how old I am; it's not that I'm ashamed, but it just seems like such a high number.… Continue reading B*DAY
closing day
Today, we sell our home. Today it's no longer "ours" but theirs. We are renting from them until the end of June, but according to the laws and the banks it's no longer my home once we sign those contracts. It's funny how I sort of took for granted this house. It's little, and we… Continue reading closing day
house hunter’s fallacy
HGTV's "House Hunters" shows a perfectly packaged trio of homes for a potential buyer to purchase. The home buyer and their agent tour the properties and complain about wallpaper or the price or the location but generally speaking all homes shown are plausible future addresses for the buyer. When it came out this show is mostly… Continue reading house hunter’s fallacy
real estate games
It's becoming another mad spring. We've decided to put our home up on the market, and once it sells we are moving to New Jersey. I now spend all the time I used to devote to scrolling social media to scrolling Zillow. Who knew Zillow was so addicting? Seeing homes go on the market, drop… Continue reading real estate games
the joys of a little boy
Holden is my baby, the youngest of three, and my second son. But in so many ways he's my first "boy". My eldest, Eli, was a shy, studious toddler with a fixation on doors and trains and books and was quiet until he was 3. Literally. He didn't really start talking until then, and this… Continue reading the joys of a little boy
How to get an A in Chemistry
At Age 34. With 3 Kids. And a Husband and a Dog and a (part-time) job. OR: The Story of My Last Few Months as a Student Joining the ranks of the “going back to school” crowd was something I never expected to do. I used to roll my eyes at classes over the age… Continue reading How to get an A in Chemistry
the double-digit club
Two mornings ago I woke up, had a small bowl of Aldi-brand Cheerios, a quick cup of coffee, and then went for a little jog. For ten miles. It was about 16,000 steps. It took me one hour and thirty-nine minutes and felt like it took approximately six days. See, in this crazy-for-me experiment I'm calling,… Continue reading the double-digit club
