Not Again - Yes, Again

The whole, "I'm Leaving NYC" is in the final stages. Tomorrow I fly out of L.A. -- once again bound for my old homeland of New York. My empty apartment, which has been stripped of all its real estate staging materials, awaits. I am a nostalgia queen, so I'm kind of sad. But mostly I'm relieved. I mean, part of me doesn't even want to go to NYC. It's exhausting all this traveling back and forth, saying goodbye to everything again and again and again. But when my hair salon called and said they could fit me in for highlights on Saturday, I booked the flight. So here it is: I'll make the rounds to see friends, eat croissants, go to work in my old office -- and then really start living in L.A.