Tonight I sold my treadmill.
It's official...I am moving to Manhattan. No treadmills are welcome in the apartments of Manhattan. The new IronMin must go to the gym like everyone else.
I am sad. I really loved that treadmill. Loved it so much that when the guy who ended up buying it was taking it for a spin, my heart hurt.
I was watching someone else on my treadmill. It was like walking in on your significant lover with another.
I HATE change in a way that I have finally accepted in my late 30's. I am an Aries so I also do not tolerate predictable but at the same time...I hate change. If you figure that out, call me.
This change is hard. Harder than I thought.
There are moments when I feel I am outside this life, looking in, and someone is making all the decisions. Sell this, throw away that, go find a new place to live...it is happening in slow motion at 200 mph.