What I Learned At 26...My So-Called Life

So, now that I am a whole year older and I think it goes without saying, I'm wiser as well. What I've learned at age 26 is quite a lot and really nothing at all.

I was 26 when I made the typical, cliche move to NYC for love and for an adventure and just like majority of the people who do this, I got burned... BAD! Don't get me wrong, NYC is amazing and it really is the city that never sleeps-however, it is also the city that doesn't pay you enough to live in it, around it or on your own. So the only real solution is, live in NJ (yes, that's New Jersey, which isn't all that bad), move in with your boyfriend and find whatever job comes along, (although the job I had wasn't all that bad either).

Next, become very familar with public transportation, get used to people peeing in the subway and discover all the great hole-in-the-wall places to EAT!!! No wonder, NYC people walk 5 miles a day, with all that food, you really have no choice. Walk or perish!

I also have learned that when moving back home, broken-hearted and hating men, having a series of rebounds, bad dates, losers and all the other freakshows out there that are trying to get into your Iron-Clad Panties (see GHE for this story)-you really have to be patient, keep your eyes and heart open, because eventually, your Prince Charming does come knocking at your door (or your assistant hooks you up with this guy).

I've also learned that my older sister (Madge) has become my new best-friend, partner in crime and hopefully a partner in business (start writing the book, please) and that my life is getting mapped out similar to hers (meeting PC at age 27...getting married..WHOA!).

I've also learned that although living on the darker side of things (I heart sarcasm!), being on this side of the fence can work in my favor. Kissing not only provides endless hours of euphoric ecstacy (cuz I'm back in middle school, writing Dear Diary entries), but it burns calories, helps build your immune system and my skin is glowing (no, I'm not PG-we're kissing for crying out loud). So, maybe there really is something to this whole "GHF" life can be butterflies and rainbows...then again...men are men...PC can turn into TB (tool box) real quick...let's observe and find out :)