Once upon a time, I had two baby girls and an interesting job.
Suddenly, my husband and I decided to move to the US. I couldn’t work as a lawyer any more. I was thus forced to become a housewife.
This proved captivating in terms of sociological studies.
It did come at a price – something like “give-me-another-xanax-with-my-latte-please”.
So here is my pretentious and unnecessary new-york diary.