Such A Lucky Girl

we got back to the city safely and surprisingly easily following all the drama of irene. we had a great time in orlando, but both marcus and i felt like returning to NYC was “coming home.”  funny how quickly that can happen!

as of today we’ve been here four weeks. it has flown by! we feel like we’ve gotten the things done we needed to and now are ready to launch this thing!

last night marcus went to the orientation for the school of narrative medicine. he enjoyed it (all four hours of it!) and other than a little blip getting home, seemed to be excited about moving forward.

while he was attending the session to learn about what he would be learning about… i made a quick trip to home depot to pick up some paint chips (and dream – i LOVE giant hardware stores!). then i did a lot of walking around our neighborhood checking out some pieces i’d seen on craigslist. we only need a few things to have the place really set up. my expedition was quite successful, met some new neighbors and come tomorrow we’ll have every major piece in place.

this afternoon we walked a few blocks to pick up a chair i purchased. and this chair is mammoth! it’s really called a ‘chair and a half’ and i do believe it’s slightly larger than our sofa! (but man is it comfy!) anyway, it did require marcus and i carry this ginormous piece home. several blocks and a multitude of tiny doorways later we got it in the apartment. i’m sure it made an amusing picture… but we were not exactly laughing! we made it tho! and man – once again i have to say – i have the best hubby in the world!

i’m such a lucky girl.


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living an adventure dreams are made of!! traveling the world with mishaps built in! why?? well, u have to read more to find that out silly :)
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