they say that moving is one of the top 5 most stressful things one can ever go through.
they say that if you're moving in manhattan, it becomes a top 3 life stresser of all time.
they (whoever they are) are right in ways that i had completely and regrettably forgotten about.
while i technically "moved" weeks ago, "moving" really only meant bringing an air mattress and a suitcase along and leaving the rest behind to deal with later.
later quickly turned into now and i am subsequently living inside this photo.
i wholeheartedly believe that the only way i'm even able to get to the bathroom is because of 15 years of ballet training.
i am taking this flexibility thing to an entirely new level and learning to hold my bladder for far longer stretches than i imagine is remotely healthy.
oh and when it is suggested to you, at two o'clock in the morning, that "doing something awesome" means building a giant three-thousand-pound wardrobe that you purchased at the beloved ikea . . .
it is not awesome.
hilarious and completely stupid, yes.
awesome is debatable.
boys get these ideas of lunacy in the middle of the night because they think they are superhero superpower macho craftsmen ninjas.
when really, they are just batshit crazy.
thank god for 24-hour corner bodegas that sell beer by the truckload.
thank god for that . . .
