This is a good story. This is a family story. This is about Stef living on the West Coast.
She had been sharing an apartment for the last year in “The Valley.’ Now she’s on her own in Hollywood!
For those of you who know the Los Angeles area you know much of Hollywood is not desirable. Stef seems to be in a nice part and under 10 minutes from work!
In Los Angeles having a ten minute commute is the equivalent of finding free all day parking in Manhattan… or Sasquatch!
With her few sticks of bedroom furniture she began to live in a barren space. TV watching in the living room was either done from the floor or… actually no or. It was just the floor!
Today she went furniture shopping. I guess I knew she was, but I’d forgotten until the email arrived with a photo. She bought a table and chairs and a few stools for the breakfast bar. Later she picked out a sofa.
“Is it leather?” Helaine asked on the cell.
“Is it leather?” Stef repeated to the salesperson.
This is my child. I changed her diapers. I spread enough baby powder to look like a desert sandstorm. Now she’s bought furniture!
It made me cry.
It’s tough to think of her as a child now.