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| Williamsburg, 2012 |
Well, we survived a stoop sale, clearing out closets, and sorting through all those scary Pandora's boxes under the bed.
I love the New York tradition of free-cycling. Instead of lugging things we didn't need anymore to a charity shop, we cut out the middle man and put them on the curb. Within hours (and, in some cases, minutes) people took what they could use. And with about 12 days til moving day it was easy to be ruthless.
While the dust was swirling in our apartment we took a few hydration breaks to Bakeri, the Flea, and the Brooklyn Winery. I wouldn't exactly call it a relaxing weekend, but there's a certain satisfaction in getting things done.
