Screws

We are certifiably (sp?) the most tired couple in New York tonight. It's nearing 9.30 and I feel as though 9 whole days have passed, just today. We woke up so early, primarily because there was no window treatment on our bedroom window so we were doomed to bright-eyed 6 a.m. sunshine streaming in. Then we proceeded to physically and emotionally (emotionally me only) shut down our first NYC apartment. Craig painted the orange wall back to white, we packed last minute stuff, I internally bawled and we moved out, essentially, completely, today. Yes, in fact, our keys to that place are in an envelope shoved into a slot somewhere. Oh, New York. The thing about living here in New York is that every breathing living second counts for something. You never just let a second drift past. Each memory is constantly preserved in your memory because at this point, your memory is compact because you live compact, and in fact the things you do are quite compact. You work, you eat, you breathe, you laugh, you live. Then you do it all again but you do not forget each previous breath, or laugh. Finding New York and loving it has changed Craig and me in a way I cannot explain. We expect more. We need more. We await an adventure as exciting as the ones we have here on a normal day! Oh, NY. Oh, okay, so it's time for me to work a little more before bed. Our dishwasher seems to have operated like a dream! And there's my Jade, all living and alive. She likes this new place. She'll get more light than if she lived outside!*Cheers.