Back in the Burbs

Two powerhouse authors bring you a hilarious tale of one womanΓÇÖs journey to find herself again. Ever have one of those days where life just plain sucks? Welcome to my last three monthsΓÇöever since I caught my canΓÇÖt-be-soon-enough ex-husband cheating with his paralegal. IΓÇÖm thirty-five years old,and IΓÇÖve lost my NYC apartmentmy jobmy moneyand franklymy dignity. But the final heartache in the suck sandwich of my life? My great-aunt Maggie died. The only family member whoΓÇÖs ever gotten me. Even after deaththoughsheΓÇÖs helping me get back up. SheΓÇÖs willed me the keys to a house in the burbsof all placesand dared me to grab life by the family jewels. WellIΓÇÖve got the vise grips already in hand (my ex should take note) and IΓÇÖm ready to fight for my life again. Too bad that bravado only lasts as long as it takes to drive into Huckleberry Hills. And see the house. There are forty-seven separate HOA violationsand I feel them all in my bones. HonestlyIΓÇÖm surprised no oneΓÇÖs ΓÇ£accidentallyΓÇ¥ torched the house yet. I want toand IΓÇÖve only been standing in front of it for five minutes. But then my hotgrumpy neighbor tells me to mow the lawn first and IΓÇÖm just…done. Done with men too sexy for their own good and done with anyone telling me what to do. First rule of surviving the burbs? There is nothing that YouTube and a glass of wine canΓÇÖt conquer.