Life is good. I had massive blood tests last week and had myself closing, with assets and living on my bff Lucia’s couch as I lived out my final days or dying in my first year away from here. The results were better than most people 20 or 30 years younger than me, really, e-cept for one little thing–the thyroid. Now it’s just a bit off but enough to screw with my weight, and make me depressed, gives me panic attacks i and more. Me and Oprah have something else in common aside from “favorite childhood book.”
I’m so happy as I do eat right–e_cept at times in New York as it is a culinary delight–but the amount I e_cercise should make up for that. My old doctor ignored the thyroid though I would say “doesn’t it regulate just about everything?” He did send me to a cardiolgist and just about every specialist he could think of. Nobody could find anything wrong with me and I became phobic again as I spent a year…
it’s painful to eat so right, constantly e_ercise, and become kind of firm but not buff and for people to think I’m a slob who eats too much. Though I’m “normal” sized, weight is something people will easily hold against you, and while I love food I don’t keep pints of ice cream, cookies etc around. I have to earn “rewards.” I am kind of disciplined and obsessive though the results don’t show that….They will, I hope.
I’m vain. Most of my life I was thin and while I’m not young anymore….look out world
Thanks Bone for the words.
I'm supposed to close four weeks from today. The people are I think perfect candidates but who knows what the coop board will think? Things might go awry. The board might hate their hair or blame them for not being dependent on Wall Street for income as most people in the building work on the Street or are very tied into it.
The thing is you never know with a board. Many people in entertainment shy away from coops for boards hate "loud" people. Yet Seinfeld screamed "I'm a Beresford boy...I'm a Beresford boy" after passing the Beresford board. OK, I found that weird, stranger than weird...
I will always think of an apartment in the Beresford with a tinge of regret. It was cheaper than mine, needed a lot of work and the Beresford faces Central Park not Riverside Park. I had lived across from Central for si_teen years (the key between the z and the c doesn't work) and would walk through it to get to Riverside, a park that hadn't been discovered yet. Wow has it been.
So I rejected that apartment though a zillion people told me how much it would go up in worth. Eleven years ago I thought of an apartment as a home not an investment and I still do. I'm not filled with regrets for passing up an apartment that probably would have gone for almost double mine now. I would have liked to have met Seinfeld--and I can't iimagine Bone's reaction when he reads this. Bone is my authority on all things Seinfeld
But I still know New York better than Seinfeld. It was filmed in California, and some references were outdated or no true to Manhattan (the city). You get to know a city well when you have walked each street.
Oh I do love this city. But for the past week I was living without TV or Internet service. The only things that has to do with this city is the length of time spent waiting on the phone, on the phone, how long it akes after one is actually made and why I hate computing in public places in New York. And if I tried to get online through my Mac Book's airport--the connection would stay for about two minutes.
I was in Cosi's one day as they have free wifi. A man asked if he could put his outlet splitter on mine. I said yes as I didn't know what to do. My Macbook is being a mite temperamental and I was thrown off line. First he didn't believe that; then he became angry at me. I don't know the etiquette in such things but I don't believe it's get angry at the person who had the outlet first
In the two Internet cafes I have found in North Myrtle all two to three people happily share facilities and stories.
Yes I need a hiatus from this city.
I don't believe my blogging fingers will be put to pasture but life is overwhelming right now. I haven't been courting new and old readers but when I'm not doing moving things I have much else to do.
I have lived in this city all but twelve years of my life--and then aside from two years in Cambridge and most of a year abroad--I have lived near it.
I can't believe I'm making the break. At times it makes me sad and/or scared. I need to be rooted. This apartment isn't very large but it does keep me rooted. I will be staying at my friends' townhouse in North Myrtle until I buy my little house. Can't believe I decided to become a homeowner!!!
I love, like and adore my friends and family who I am of course spending most of my time with. My almost fourteen year old niece begged for a sleep over. I have always found her to be an incredible person. When she was five her Mom found a list--the pros and cons of being an "only." Jacquelin takes after me and still isn't big on spelling. But if you take all the OMG's and like (every fifth word) out of her writing you learn that she's an amazing writer and thinker.
The official countdown begins. Four weeks (if everything goes as planned) to a new life.
I do hope to go back to fiction then if not sooner. Sorry I have been so obsessed this past year. I think I'm reaching that place called joy--but there were so many false starts and stops.
I decided to no longer be apologetic for making a good profit or even for having to decide between parks.
I hope (much) that Hanna and the storms behind it don't hit land.