Last week, I turned 40 years old. Two weeks before that, my life changed.
The past three weeks have been exciting, terrifying, and filled with emotion. Marking a fortieth birthday—a real milestone, like it or not—in the midst of it all has seemed in equal parts perfectly fitting and totally ridiculous.
“How am I going to tell people about this?” has been the predominant question on my mind for a few months now, and I apologize in advance to friends of mine (including some very close friends) for whom this post will come as a shock. Please understand that I did not shut you out—I shut myself off. Sometimes that’s what you need to do in order to get through.
So, here’s the deal: I moved. Like, really, really moved. As in I moved to New Mexico moved. Yeah. Yeah! After forty years of living in New York, I now live in New Mexico. How about that!
Yes, this also means that after 17 completely awesome years of working for Simon & Schuster, I have left my job. I’m still a book cover designer, of course (much like they say about Marines, a book cover designer is a book cover designer for life), but now I’m a freelance book cover designer! It’s bananas, you guys. PAJAMAS ALL THE TIME. (Just kidding. I’m not wearing pajamas all day. But I’ll write about freelance life in another post.) I’m still designing other stuff, too, so if you need any stuff designed…you know where to find me.
I DON’T LIVE IN NEW YORK ANYMORE, OMG. OMG! I live in New Mexico. Specifically, I live in a part of New Mexico commonly referred to as being “in the middle of nowhere.” That would be Portales, home to Eastern New Mexico University and a whole lot of peanuts.
I realize this information opens up a whole lot of questions, and I’ll do my best to answer them in a way that is in keeping with my need for privacy. Yeah, I know there’s a whole lot of self-contradiction in writing about needing privacy on your blog (FFS, Dorfman), but you know what I mean. To preemptively answer some of the questions I know are coming, here goes…
Evan and I have separated, amicably. He still lives in Brooklyn, and he’s still an important part of my life. Out of respect for his privacy, that’s all I’m going to say on that subject. Bruno lives with Evan in Brooklyn, and Fritz lives in New Mexico with me. So far, that seems to be the best solution for everyone—most importantly, the best thing for the dogs. Both dogs will be learning how to Skype. I did indeed hire a moving company to truck a bunch of stuff out here, so I’m not starting over from scratch or anything. I also hired automobile movers, so as of yesterday I have a car, which is blowing my mind. I NEED TO LEARN HOW TO DRIVE. I am 40 years old, and I have never driven a car. Ever. This should be interesting! I’ve also been cooking about 95% of what I eat, since Portales isn’t exactly a hotbed of vegan cuisine.
You can expect lots of posts about what I’m cooking, how the whole driving thing is going, and, most exciting of all, how my new HOUSE is looking! I’m renting a small, one-story house that I think was probably built in the 1940s, and I’ve been given the landlord’s blessing to make improvements. I CAN’T WAIT! The walls are currently the color of a shiny band-aid, and…well, I’ll post photos in another post. Just trust me that this is going to be a FUN makeover, and this house is going to be crazy cute when I’m done with it.
How ya like them apples? Here’s to the next 40, Life. Cheers!