Okay. So here is the deal.
I started this blog nearly a year ago with a specific goal in mind. Blog my way out of a chaotic and cluttered life (and the marriage problems that come with that) and move myself and my family back to the city. We were supposed to ride blissfully into the smoggy skylined sunset with our MetroCards in our hands and live happily ever after.
It didn’t happen.
Instead I revive this blog tonight (After privatizing my old posts. All 8 of them.) from my new house. Not the quaint urban garden apartment of my daydreams. The suburban one I live in with my three children, assorted pets… and no spouse. I am trying to figure out a new normal. I simultaneously relish the freedom and hide behind my hands in fear. I mean, what the fuck! I’m a student with no job, a chronic and at times disabling illness, bills, a buttload of personal insecurities, and I’m basically flying blind here. This is fucking terrifying.
Send your woo. And your alcohol.
lazyladylazarus
