Today is my 10-year NYC anniversary! Ten years ago I packed two suitcases and my two cats and flew to New York on a leap of faith, and now here I am immeasurably enriched by love, friendship, family, and experiences both great and small. An astrologer told me not too long ago that I am not meant to be anchored to any one place, and maybe he’s right, but for all the love I have for other places, no other has felt as much like home.
This week, after two years of house-hunting, we signed a contract on a home of our own (our first). (The astrologer also predicted this, so there you go.) It’s right here in the neighborhood where we’ve lived for seven and a half years, and I’m so, so excited for the next ride of this crazy adventure.
Happy weekend, everyone!