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New York is officially less than a month away! I feel like only yesterday it was “42 days and counting”… ok, that’s a lie. It’s kind of slow and painful torture waiting for the last sleep before my early plane ride to the greatest city in the world. For those of you who don’t know, I actually lived in NYC shortly after I graduated from high school. It was the poorest I had ever been, I barely made rent payments each month, but I loved being there. I lived in Brooklyn (Carroll Gardens what!) and worked at Guitar Center in Manhattan off 14th street between 5th and 6th Ave, right by Union Square. I don’t know how I gathered the courage to get on a plane with $500 bucks in my pocket and a $450 rent payment due in 3 weeks, but I did it. I somehow managed to just get by, and that was also the reason I moved back to Minnesota. I was sick of just getting by; I wanted to thrive. So here I am in little St. Michael doing my best to thrive, yet I return to NYC. 7 years since I have lived there, and yet I know as soon as I ride that subway into the city, it will be all too familiar. The sights, the smells, the sounds, the people, the feeling of New York. It’s really a place you can’t understand unless you’ve lived there; I’m glad I had the opportunity to. Before I go to NYC, I have a whole other bridge to cross- wrist surgery! I’ve been in constant dull pain (more intense at the salon as I use it) in my left wrist since I started to get really busy at Artisan, and hopefully getting the deep ganglion cyst removed from it will help it feel better. I can’t begin to explain how fabulous it would be to have the pain gone, for it feels like it has become quite distracting to the point of taking ibuprofen more than once a week (which is too much, in my book). The operation is quite simple I’m told, but I will be unable to work for 2 weeks. So, on November 28th, I will have Gertrude (yes, I named my cyst) removed from my life for hopefully forever! There’s always the chance it will grow back, but honestly it’s a chance I’m willing to take. So surgery, then NYC, then hopefully traveling the country for 6 months! My oh my, my life has suddenly gotten a shot of adrenaline, eh? Until next time, Suzy

New York is officially less than a month away! I feel like only yesterday it was “42 days and counting”… ok, that’s a lie. It’s kind of slow and painful torture waiting for the last sleep before my early plane ride to the greatest city in the world. For those of you who don’t know, I actually lived in NYC shortly after I graduated from high school. It was the poorest I had ever been, I barely made rent payments each month, but I loved being there. I lived in Brooklyn (Carroll Gardens what!) and worked at Guitar Center in Manhattan off 14th street between 5th and 6th Ave, right by Union Square. I don’t know how I gathered the courage to get on a plane with $500 bucks in my pocket and a $450 rent payment due in 3 weeks, but I did it. I somehow managed to just get by, and that was also the reason I moved back to Minnesota. I was sick of just getting by; I wanted to thrive.

So here I am in little St. Michael doing my best to thrive, yet I return to NYC. 7 years since I have lived there, and yet I know as soon as I ride that subway into the city, it will be all too familiar. The sights, the smells, the sounds, the people, the feeling of New York. It’s really a place you can’t understand unless you’ve lived there; I’m glad I had the opportunity to.

Before I go to NYC, I have a whole other bridge to cross- wrist surgery! I’ve been in constant dull pain (more intense at the salon as I use it) in my left wrist since I started to get really busy at Artisan, and hopefully getting the deep ganglion cyst removed from it will help it feel better. I can’t begin to explain how fabulous it would be to have the pain gone, for it feels like it has become quite distracting to the point of taking ibuprofen more than once a week (which is too much, in my book). The operation is quite simple I’m told, but I will be unable to work for 2 weeks. So, on November 28th, I will have Gertrude (yes, I named my cyst) removed from my life for hopefully forever! There’s always the chance it will grow back, but honestly it’s a chance I’m willing to take.

So surgery, then NYC, then hopefully traveling the country for 6 months! My oh my, my life has suddenly gotten a shot of adrenaline, eh?

Until next time,

Suzy