Delivery Service

The other day we were standing in the kitchen after I got home at 9:30 at night after a longggg day of work. Mike said something about how he now understands what they mean by a "New York Minute". The time flies by here. You wake up at 7:00am to get ready for work. You leave your house by nine to get there by 10:30. I usually get home by 8:00 at night. By that point you're starving so you grab a bite to eat and by the time you look at the clock, it's 11:00 and you've got to go to bed to get ready for the same routine the next day. It's insane!!! Sometimes I feel like I'm wasting my life away....I don't do anything but work! I have to remember though that I have a "life" at work too. I get to talk to customers and interact with my staff...but sometimes I just feel like I need more than that. MUCH more. I have spent the last two weeks working long, hard hours. In order to make customers happy, I've offered to deliver packages to their houses. I found myself in a cab twice and also delivering dresses by foot to wealthy women across town. I don't mind it so much, as it gets me out of the store for a bit and I can take a breath of fresh air....especially now that the weather is so beautiful. I wonder what it would be like to have things delivered to your apartment that overlooks central park all of the time? I wonder what it'd be like if I was an entrepeneur....if I was able to make my own schedule and be my own boss while doing something I was passionate about? Man, I need to start brainstorming.

When I feel exhausted and overwhelmed, sometimes seeing the beauty of the city from afar gives me a reality check and makes me feel grateful for experiencing all of this. Last night, we climbed up onto the roof and Mike shot these beautiful pictures of the skyline right as the sun had gone down.


I kept wondering if all of the people in all of those lit up windows of the Manhattan skyline feel the same way I feel each day...and if they're embracing those short lived moments of solitude with their families before they have to go to bed.

Quiet morning

...over here in Queens. It feels more like 5am than 9...the apartment is so cold and gray. Why is it that I can never find socks when I need them? It has been raining all night, I keep hearing this noise that sounds like one giant raindrop falling onto a tarp from outside. The cat and I slept in my new room last night. I felt like I was at summer camp or something... anxious about closing my eyes and resting in a new spot. I know I slept, although it doesn't feel like it. Drank some coffee a little while ago, read the news online, now I'm watching Rupert sprawl out on the cold tile. How do their backs bend like that? It has truly hit me that our normal Kate and Tara routine is infinitely finished. I'm upset that she has moved out. I know it is for the best though. It is time for the both of us to experience a new New York. My new NYC is about to start on Friday.

One of my favorite pictures that Mike took last week.