I struggle to pay for some things. I’ve taken cabs around Manhattan maybe a dozen times. A handful of those times were from the airport when I was weighed down with luggage and/or I had early morning or late night flights, and subway travel would be unsafe. I took cabs when I moved and when Superstorm Sandy rendered the downtown trains inoperable. Once I took a cab because I was running late for a class. And when I got nailed in the eye with a soccer ball and was holding a bag of peas against my face. And a couple times when I was showing my niece and nephew around because it’s a whole lot easier to get kids in cabs than on a train.
But for the most part, I don’t take cabs. Why would I? My trusty yellow metro pass will get me everywhere I need to be for one low monthly rate.
I also struggle to pay to send my laundry out. It’s the New York way, and I’ve done it a few times, but I’m perfectly capable of doing it myself, and it’s about half the price. Sure, it’s a pain to get cash and block off three hours to run back and forth to the laundromat and carry heavy bags down and up the stairs, but that additional $14 could buy Gatitio supplies or two lunches at work or a cheap happy hour with friends. All more important to me than picking up my clothes washed and folded. (Even though that’s so nice).
One thing I will pay for is having kitty supplies delivered. Wags.com is the greatest thing ever. Thank you for delivering my boxes of kitty litter. I’ve bought them at the Petco five blocks away, but let me tell you, it’s exhausting to carry those heavy boxes (they don’t sell small sizes!) home then up the stairs.
Time for me to put an order in, in fact.
I’m a journalist, content strategist, doting auntie, amateur bobsledder, fitness enthusiast, and wannabe health nut (who loves chocolate and pizza too much to fully commit). I don't want you to think my life is perfect. It's not.