Greg's preparing his departure from the firm. He’s hanging up his attorney hat and pouring his energy into his family’s foundation. Friday night, we were discussing our next move and began reflecting on the paradoxical nature of our life. For example:
 


I live in a large house in Greenwich
My sofa cost 150.00

We have a part-time chef & housekeeper
I grocery shop at Wal-Mart & Greg scrubs the kitchen and starts the wash nightly

I own a collectors’ bottle of wine worth over a 300.00 dollars
Greg makes his own beer in the basement

I have a pair of unworn 700.00 boots in my closet (comp swag)
I almost cried when I found a pair of 8.00 Converse at Target

My friend owns one of NYC’s best consignment shops
The staff at Goodwill and I are on first name basis

We fly NetJets
We bring our own fried chicken and hot sauce on-board

We’re unabashed, card carrying Kinksters
Missionary Rock!

Greg owns an Aston (a gift from the firm)
He rides the train to work

We have a pimped out theater system
…that plays VHS


In a way, our parents and Grandparents deserve a lot of credit for the above. There was always a balance, though the words to describe this balance escape me. I guess it’s like Momma Ames says, “It’s hard to take yourself too seriously when you’re standing knee deep in cow manure.”

Whatever it is, we’re the better for it.