3 years ago last week, a little gal by the name of Lulu was sitting at her desk one afternoon, wondering how to fill up a little bit of free time left by her job as an assistant at an interior design studio in SoHo.
Energized by the new-found creative energy she held from quitting her job in Corporate America, ditching her heels and suit jackets and jumping ship for a life of Starbucks runs, fabric sample hunts, and scouring 20,000 square foot mansions in Greenwich top to bottom to count the number of doorknobs and window hinges she need to custom order, she decided to start a blog.
I keep thinking back to what life was like back then… Some days it seems like I left New York City last month, and other days it feels like I never lived there in the first place. Then I take 1 step further, and realize what a journey the Mr. and I have been on together thus far.
The Mr. and I have been together for 6 years in December. In that time…
23 – the number of times we have collectively moved apartments (!!!)
11 – the combined number of jobs we have held
5 – the number of different countries the Mr. has lived in
5 – the number of ferrets yours truly has owned
3 – the number of times one of us has been “funemployed”
2 – the number of times we have moved cross-country
We’ve gone on vacation, gotten engaged, lived in an Ikea loft bunk bed while sharing a 1,000 square foot apartment with 2 other roommates and 3 ferrets, gotten married, and have survived (the first half of) life on 1 salary while the Mr. slaves away in graduate school to complete his MBA degree.
When you break it down by the numbers, it’s all been quite the adventure.
However, one number sticks out far more than all the others combined:
1 – the number of babies we’re expecting in March 2012