because i'll be able to stay home.
when i wake up absurdly early, it'll be to dress my own beautiful children for school and kiss my husband goodbye as he heads to work. it'll be to sit by the window with a mug of coffee and homemade scones with jam before heading into my workshop to knit or scrapbook or make beautiful things to sell to people who love to buy beautiful things.
when my days are ridiculously long, my time will still be spent on my family, on my children, with my dog and my husband.
when i do any trekking, it'll be a city that doesn't have the ability to make me feel like i'm drowning in a sea of irritated people and LITTER.
no matter how bad my days will be on occasion, i'll still be right where i want to be, and that will make all the difference in the world.
for my own sanity, i'm going to try to fall back in love with new york, as we're still here for another year and a half.
but new york better start being a little nicer to me, or i'm going to slam my giant front door in its mean old face.
so much for not complaining.