This will be a short blog because it's more of a thought than a full fledged story.
and let me preface it by saying that my sister has told me "enough with the negativity. I can't take it anymore". I wanted to say to her "welcome to my world", but I choked back the tears and let her talk.
I have been planning for months a trip back to Colorado in the fall. My Colorado book club is having a retreat to a condo in Frisco next weekend and I have been focussing my dream on going to the retreat to reconnect with my beloved friends as well as to take the opportunity to go to Denver to see Hunter's new apartment as well as to go to our storage locker and ship back to New York some things that will make our apartment feel more like home (Halloween/Christmas decorations, family photos, etc..). I guess I knew by the 1st week in September that the finances were impossible, but I didn't tell anyone until this past weekened. I just kept praying that I'd win lotto or some ship would come in. I even think Jeff thought I was going until I said something to him about my work schedule a few days ago and he said, "I thought you were going home next weekend?"
I had a wonderful birthday on Saturday. Actually, it was one of the nicest birthdays I can remember. Very low key.
My friend Charlene and her daughter Jessie invited Cameron and me out to breakfast. They generously treated us to brunch at my new favorite restaurant The Kitchenette on Amsterdam and 125th Street (shabby chic decor and comfort foods). We walked home through Morningside Park and stopped by a farmers market near our apartment to buy apples, corn, and eggs. I don't want to gush, but... Charlene and Jessie are earthly angles. I honestly can't imagine what would have happened to us if they had not taken us on as their friends.
With my weekday schedule doing verifications for HR Plus, and my evenings and weekends job working for "un-named retailer" I have not been biking in Central Park with my familly all summer. I live on 108th and Central Park West so this is riduculous! I was determined that on my Big 5-0 we would spend a few hours biking come hell or high water. We did it! We biked through the park and took a detour via 5th Avenue and 110th to reach the Conseratory Garden which is Central Park's botanical garden. It's paradise in the city.
Afterwards, home. Nap. Get dressed for the evening.
I had heard on New York Live, Channel 4 that Max Brenner's was the place to dine for chocoloate lovers. That would be me. Jeff made the reservaation.
We left the house at 7:45 and we had 8:01 reservations down on Broadway and 14th Street. We never take cab, but... it was my birthday and we were running so late. Lesson learned. Take the subway. $25 dollars and 25 minutes later we made it to the restaurant via yellow cab. I must admit it was nice being stuck in traffic in midtown Manhattan looking up at St. Patrick's Catherdral and the Empire State as we slowly made our way down 5th Avenue, but the traffic was unexpected and annyong. We made it to the chocolate paradise and had a lovely dinner. Next time I think we should just go for dessert. By the time the chocoloate decadence arrived after our meal I was almost to full to eat. Almost..., but I made room. LOL!
Home. A nice glass of wine. And it was done. Welcome to 50. It feels pretty good.
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