(Him & I) Two Days On Two Days Off. Off. On. Sick. Healthy. Tired. Working Out. Cold. Hot. Angry. Sad. Positive. Negative. No, I’m not referring to myself. Rather, I’m speaking about the boyfriend. His new job is wicked. It’s affecting his health– in a bad way. He’s lost weight and muscle mass. He still has nice muscles, but he’s not a happy camper. I … Continue reading I’m worried about him.
Move to NYC. Become a successful magazine writer. Walk the walk & talk the talk. Get married. Have kids. Earn so much money that I wouldn’t know what to do with it. When the editorial assistant from GH magazine asked me, “So, where do you see yourself in 5 years?” my immediate response was always, “A magazine writer.” I was sure. And, I was so … Continue reading I thought I knew.