Hey, y'all! I'm still here, and STILL enjoying my Retail Septic Tank-free life. I wish I could say that I'm writing this post in a Brooklyn brownstone, but alas, I'm still down South. I've put off my move until April. Leading up to my supposed departure for the Big Apple--when I was still planning to go this month--I would get this sick/anxious/excited feeling. I was having trouble focusing on apartment and job searching....I was something of a wreck. I want it BAD, but I wasn't ready. I am 42. This is a one shot deal for me because of my age and finances. I can't fcuk it up. The walls are closing in, though, and the family be trippin'. I may not make it to NYC, but I have DEFINITELY got to get the hell away from here. I'd even consider staying in the South, but somewhere like Myrtle or Virginia Beach. I frigging LOVE the beach. The settings on my sound spa alternate between rainy day and ocean. Always. Anywhore, now I'm just waiting for April and bracing myself for the coldest winter ever.
