Last three decades
Meant to put up a video of the kid doing a takedown in BJJ in my last entry but I didn’t have the video edited for that so here it is now:
In any case, after the party, we hightailed it to New Jersey to see the in-laws – my MIL ended up making meatloaf and she and I ended up chatting about the time that Alison and she both made the ATK meatloaf.
Her: That one turned out really well.
Me: After all these years, I still remember it.
Sorry. I get lost in my head and my memories sometimes.
Left that night to get home and get some work done. On the way home, I heard someone call out my name.
It turned out to be the ABFF’s sister, who just happened to be heading back into the city on the exact same train as me.
Honestly dunno how I keep running into people that either know me IRL or via Scenic Fights.
NYC is really a small town sometimes.
One of the things I had to do here while the boy’s away is check out apartments.
Essentially, I never seriously thought about moving – at least not without Alison – in the past but with this massive real estate tax rise, I have to figure out my other options.
This is one of the reasons that the Firecracker and I went to that open house the other day.
Although, honestly, checking out other pads makes me realize how much I like my own pad.
It’s like that old Joni Mitchell song: Don’t it always seem to go, that you don’t know what you got ’til it’s gone?
And I’m worried that I might have to leave the only home I’ve ever known for the past three decades.
Man, that blows my mind.
Location: this afternoon, my apartment, happy that I don’t have to go to Detroit tonight
Mood: concerned
Music: I don’t wanna give it, why you wanna give it? (Spotify)
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