I've been dreading this countdown.
Saturday (as in four days) I'll make the second - no, third - most significant move of my life (to date). I'm saying so long to my gorgeous roommate, one of my dearest friends and probably my closest confidant, Jackson Hodges. And. It. Might. Kill. Me. (He will for sure be racked with grief, I'll tell you that much for free.)
We've been friends for ages, but live-in besties for the last two years and life may have never been better. From the scary-exciting move to 168 Henry and starting work, making friends - making our way - to "Jack Special," Clandestino stop-ins, Octomom light fixtures and discovering our 'hood, we made the Jewel Box (JB, if you know) home. While it will always be my (and Jackson's) first home in NYC, it won't be our last. And Saturday, I'll make my way on to the next with a heavy heart, a pretty packed moving truck, a mind full of memories and anticipation for what's to come.
So, here's to the last 24 months with jmh. (Who never once wavered, left my side or failed to make me at least crack a smile.) My MAJORLY edited Top 5.
5. BBMK. (Covers a multitude of, well, sins.)
4. Confusing people on the streets with our coupledom.
3. Cast-iron skillet cover-up. (A recent but poignant add.)
2. Single-handedly gentrifying the street even WITHOUT a sapling.
1. Sunday cuddlefests with Stop One runs, Sunday gravy and robes.
And here's to unconditional love. (That's also JMH.)
Moving day, October 4, 2009