It's an age-old debate, right? And today on Babble Voices, I've written a piece that speaks about how it pertained to my ultimate decision to tell New York, "It's not me. It's you":
This is the paradox of New York City, the place you love and hate and love and hate and love, that nurtures creativity with one sooty hand and chokes it with the other, as exciting and replete a slophole as you could ever want to inhabit. This paradox also formed the fulcrum of the months-long debate between ManMe and DadMe, over whether it was time to move out and raise the kids somewhere else.
You can read the rest of here. And then you can rest assured that I'm just about through whining writing about it. The move is next week, and the new life awaits. Time to shut up and get on with it.
