Former Fashion Designer, Mom, Underperforming Perfectionist, Fitness & Diet Schizophrenic
The passing of the years has sharpened my aesthetic eye, but it also has increased the amount of "stuff" I own for tablescaping. Over this past year I have been trying to streamline and clean out … that includes the discipline of not buying more stuff.
My commute was progressing as usual: at each stop more commuters sardined themselves into the subway car on the 1/9 line headed downtown. At 51st street, just 10 blocks from my work and 1 subway stop away, a woman entered the train in an absolute panic. A few of the jaded commuters glanced up at her. Frustrated, she started screaming loudly,