8 a.m. — My coworker brought in leftover candy, so I munch on a Reese’s cup and a mini 100 Grand bar for breakfast. It’s a slow morning, so I daydream on Zillow about houses in my hometown. Neither my husband nor I are from NYC originally, and we’ve talked about moving out of the city in the next few years. We’re still not sure if that means the ‘burbs or back to where our family is. I honestly love my job, so I think it’s going to be difficult for me to leave and find something similar elsewhere, but I sure am getting homesick. Also, the cost of living is so much lower almost everywhere else in the country.