some things never change

If you are ever sitting around pondering how to change your life, make sure you consider carefully. Remember that no matter what your job, where you live, or who your friends are you will still be the same person on the inside. I don't think Meg and I had any delusions on that front. Whenever anyone commented on our exciting move to NYC, we would reply jovially that we'd still have to go to work, do laundry, get groceries etc, etc. We did however, make a few grandiose plans, if you can call blogging regularly grandiose.

So here we are living in Brooklyn, and the procrastinators inside us are here too. I need a day to shuffle around the house; frankly I'm ok with that. It's been pretty stressful, not adjusting to life in the big city, that part is awesome, but dealing with my new job has proved to be quite a challenge. My excruciatingly long hours combined with the ever growing "to-do" list - not to mention erratic eating and sleeping - have resulted in mood swings and zits.

Liam is busy opening and closing cabinets in search of food, Meg is napping on the couch, and I'm messing around on the computer. We should be going to the grocery store, doing laundry, cleaning, paying bills, instead I spent an hour playing cake-drop on facebook. It's all good, we'll go later. Plus, I had to blog!

We've been making time for fun of course. A couple weeks ago we went to Harbor Days at the Brooklyn Bridge and met up with Kristen. We rode a ferry, and had ice cream - yes, even I ate ice cream, but I don't know that I'll be doing it again soon. We went to Astoria last night to Hope & Robin's for a family dinnah party where I overindulged. Couldn't help myself, veggie chili and beer! Every once and a while I have a moment of ... well, it's hard to describe. Happened walking under the Brooklyn Bridge, happened again last night as Meg drove us home from Queens. Liam and I were looking through the night at the skyline pointing out the buildings, and then I saw the Statue of Liberty.

I live in NYC. How crazy is that?

Wonder when those moments will stop happening. Not for a while I hope.