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You start to value what’s important. You realize who your good friends are; you cherish, even more, the ones who were willing to drop everything to come and help you out. You embrace your work, even more than you did before, because you’re so happy to be doing it again. And, you begin to think about the future again.

So, here I am, welcoming September with gusto and fervor. This month marks the Jewish New Year – Rosh Hashanah – and followed by the Day of Atonement, Yom Kippur. In between the holidays, you are inscribed in the book of life; it is sealed on Yom Kippur. I’m not a super religious person, but I do care about my religion. I’m hopeful that I will be inscribed once again and that this will be an even better year.

Last night I was texting back and forth with a friend and she was asking me details about the condo I’m in the process of purchasing. Yes, I’m finally biting the bullet and buying a home. Me – the eternal romantic, the commitment phobe – is laying down roots. Anyhow, so we’re texting and she asked me how many parking spaces come with my condo.

“One,” I replied, “With plenty of street parking and the option of renting a second space for $35 a month.”

And you know what my dear friend said in response?

She said that $35 was inexpensive because I’ll need to rent an extra space when the boyfriend moves in.