The Five years ago, I convinced my wife to leave her life and pretty good job to come live with me in Los Angeles. I don’t know how I did it. I must be some kind of superhero and my power is to convince beautiful women to drop everything for me. Fortunately, I’ve only ever used my powers on her.
Like most young couples just starting out, our first apartment was pretty small. It was studio in DC. How we lived there without murdering each other is beyond me. Our second place was a one bedroom in West Hollywood. Then our third apartment was a two bedroom in the Silver Lake area of Los Angeles. Each place got progressively larger. But they each had one thing in common: not enough closet space. Read more