Somewhere in my constantly overstimulated brain of ideas, I have known for most of my life that I wanted to be a writer. The problem has always been where to start. I have had more book ideas than I have had pets, which, if you know me, you know that’s a lot. At one point, I wanted to write a book called How to Make Friends in Germany (Hint: You Can’t!). But too much time had passed since living in Germany, and no book had manifested itself. Then I moved on to my next obsess

This is an excerpt from Chapter 32 of 2.0 You are awesome!

October 12, 2018, a Friday evening, at IKEA. My bonus check from the film set had come through, and I needed to start getting my first apartment in Atlanta ready. I had not planned on an apartment and therefore had not planned on having to purchase all of the necessary furnishings. I had been in Atlanta for nearly a year and my husband and dogs did not follow me as I was setting us up with a new life. I was on my own now. Like it or not. I had no choice. I needed everything.