...as Peggy Lee once sang. (The title, not the photo caption.) Very true. Even if the lyrics of that song don’t make much sense.
Adam and I have been in NYC for 2 months and it is starting to feel like a home, even if we’re in a sublet. But even with the pros, New York City life is incredibly expensive. So to make sure we’re in the best position to market and push and succeed with our ad company, we are going home-home for a month (or for me, 6ish weeks) to put together a kick-ass reel and website and do all of the paperwork that comes along with starting a new business. Much of this work will be tedious, and much of it is stuff just Adam has to do while I chill about.
We were planning to get a city apartment of our own with a lease starting in June. Now we’ll strive to do the same for July. This is life. It rarely goes according to plan. And one way or another, I know I’m getting back to that city sooner rather than later.
So if you’re in NYC, I’ll miss you. Let’s make plans ASAP please. If you’re in the Lancaster area, be friends!!! And if you’re just someone who reads the blog without having a physical contact point in my life, I’m sorry it’s been a stagnant stretch. I’ll do my best to get new material out while at home. After all, I’ll mostly just be writing scripts and chilling with Rico Suave :)
Home-home in 10 days, y’all! I’m so, so pumped for all the free food and friendship!