I moved to New York July of 1999. I never thought I would leave. Never say never. Many moons have past. Many loves, many drinks, many jobs, many ups, and far to many downs. Now I am moving. To Florida. Wow. Last year this time I was totally excited that I was finally able to afford my own closet to live in without a roommate, and now I am leaving it all behind for...new love, a passion for cooking, and my serious need to get rid of my New York tan (the kind you get from spending most of your time under ground).

This time last year. Oh so new and wonderful!

I love metro shelving!

So that's what I did with the place...and this is what it looks like now

That's all for now. Time to finish packing. We are leaving on the 20th. Ciao NYC.