One Month In
Zach and I touched down at LAX a month ago today. Within the first week, we'd found a place to live, signed the lease, and moved in.
Oh, and I started my new job and went on my first business trip.
We were running so fast I don't even think we hit the ground first.
After 10 very full days on this coast, Zach reversed course and returned to New York, first to film a couple of commercials and then to begin the arduous process of packing up our lives, which we had left pretty much in medias res.
So I've been here, camping out amid rented and borrowed furniture, finding my way around a new home and a new city and a new job, waiting for Zach and the cats and our stuff to arrive.
And he's been there, doing all the literal and metaphorical heavy lifting—sorting possessions and filling boxes and hauling junk and making repairs and selling furniture and finding tenants and serving moral support on tap.
This is it, folks: Équipe Knowèr.
Oh, and I started my new job and went on my first business trip.
We were running so fast I don't even think we hit the ground first.
After 10 very full days on this coast, Zach reversed course and returned to New York, first to film a couple of commercials and then to begin the arduous process of packing up our lives, which we had left pretty much in medias res.
So I've been here, camping out amid rented and borrowed furniture, finding my way around a new home and a new city and a new job, waiting for Zach and the cats and our stuff to arrive.
And he's been there, doing all the literal and metaphorical heavy lifting—sorting possessions and filling boxes and hauling junk and making repairs and selling furniture and finding tenants and serving moral support on tap.
This is it, folks: Équipe Knowèr.
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