Pilot Post

This Sunday, some professional movers (see? I'm a grown up) are coming to take my husband's and my stuff from our beloved Brooklyn apartment ("beloved" is too strong, but it's ours) and move us to Huntington, Long Island.

In the words of Snooki (and probably baby Lorenzo) "wahhhh!"

After living not with my parents through college, business school, working... I'm moving back home. Why? To save money! (Surprise! Bet you thought I was doing it for fun!) Well actually, before I can save money, I have to pay off my credit card debt from the wedding and honeymoon. whoops.

My husband, Tom, and I are going to be staying with my dad because my mom's house is too small and my mother-in-law's house is too far from work. And, after all, moving in with her divorced dad in the house where her parents' marriage fell apart is the dream for most new wives.

In case you can't tell, I'm not super excited about this move. But it's happening.

Won't you join me in seeing how this drama unfolds?