If i have to clarify, just for archival Sanity?

We're watching this LITTLE HOUSE ON THE PRAIRIE marathon of dvd's today, and as much as i must tell you,when i was a kid i never watched it much....dear Murfi did, and she read the books, but i was like....honestly....Little House is too "femme"...so i ignored it.

My point being, we're vegging and i have a chance to stop, n think, and well, if you jumped into my wee brain you'd know KNOW know i THINK too much anyway, but few get to see inside my gray matter, unless i blog it here! poor you?

My real point being, I alluded to moving and having to move but now need to clarify, if at least so that IT makes sense...why would a crazee mixed up squid i mean Kid like me, move. to New Mexico. Move from California. MOVE TO NEW YORK CITY. move FROM NYC, the BIG APPLE to somewhere's else?? and here?!?!?!

So, just 2 days ago, i heard my Better Half mutter something i never heard her SAY to me.....but something i suspected: years YEARS ago when she stayed at Pat's house here HERE like what? 19 years ago....she vowed to LIVE here, to return here!

And so my initial Tongue-in-cheek answer is I MOVED FOR SPIRITUAL REASONS.....

And yet it is truthful. I know that or i faith-is-the-assurance-of-things-hoped for....idea is....A will be happy here? She wants to own a home. Ok.... She wants a mountain view, a pool, a dog....we;ve got that part. ((she says she really likes CATS more....!))

I think two things, If i can make it there, i can make it anywhere...it's up to YOU ...NEW YORK....NEW YORK>>> but i could NOT make it there....aw.

It's rough there. Did you know i interviewed once with the HEAD of a major magazine..>!! didn't get it. But point is, i stood on the corner of 14th and 8th near CitiBank's old Training and Development Center off the edge of CHELSEA and said...MAN, this is IT! This is LIVING IT!!!! I took my ONE HOUR lunch, an unheard of thing when i used to be a teacher with 35 minute lunches, 10 minutes spent WALKING from the bungalows to the restroom, 8 minutes getting a bad kids' lunch for three times the price, listening to crabby teachers complain....or simply...staying IN my bungalow, talking to teens, hanging out, publishing the SCHOOL NEWSPAPER!

Oh the life. Perhaps i HAVE lived MORE than Jack London or even Jack KEROAWACK WACK WACK!!!

smiling again!



But so, at last location, ((Queens, NEW YORK C I T YYYYYY )) i wasn't ON the lease. So...i was homeless. I say. And we thought the apt was ours, but it really was the Mother In Laws, and as much as a do DO do praise Hashem that SHE did somewhat accept our life, our joys, our ways, she also was and still is not perfect and said she'd move. or stay. or move. and now she had to REPAINT two rooms we painted, and 'fix' the carpets that she thought were dirty. Cat. cats. DOG. I coulda woulda just washed those carpets....!!! **she said no** So, off we went. TO THE LAND....of Enchantment!