August the 3rd is a big turd

I have always wanted to live in a big city ever since I was 9 or so. I used to dream about running away on a greyhound and moving to NYC.

I met my husband and went to london for 5 weeks and was glued to the city.

I want more.
I live in a deadbeat uncultured town with too many skel'tins still left in closets. Sure I'm all for home town and small, but this ain't it. I'm from small - try to find hillsdale OK, that's small.

So, I long for the big city. But the big city has such a reputation for being expensive and dirty and mean. Our plans, the hubb and I, have always been to move back to the UK when the kiddo heads to college. I of course, would love it if we went back sooner. Sending her to European school would open more doors for her later on in life, but since I share her with my ex, it doesn't make that part easy to move.

So, I will wait for another 8 years until I can wave goodbye and head to the UK/London, Paris, Amsterdam with a smile.