Blog of Neglect!

So my life right now is like a five- or six-tentacled beast. Except this beast only has the motor power to work with about four of the tentacles at once. The others hang there, limp and waiting. This blog is one of those tentacles (a small one, more of a stub really), and it's been immobilized lately as I wiggle some of the others around. One big tentacle that's beginning to come to rest, thank gawd, is the 'find another place to live' tentacle. We found it. We found a place to live.

Finding a place to live in New York City feels like simultaneously winning the Superbowl and being ground into hamburger.

With a little bit of being robbed thrown in on the side.

But we found it. A little spendy but truly grand (I can't wait until I can post up some pictures), in a decent area and convenient to trains. I'm happy. I'll be happy when we're there and settled in again. I swear, the older I get, the less my tolerance for even minor upheavals. You get used to sleeping a certain way, leaving your glasses in the same place each night, the number of steps it takes to get to the bathroom. Right? I guess I do. On balance, though, I'm real excited for this place.

And it'll be good to have a little more free time for other tentacles: various kinds of writing, 400 Words, exercise (ha!), social life.