*Written nearly two years ago, but never published..until now!* On a scale of 1 to awesome, tonight might fall onto the not-so-awesome side of the scale. It’s 8:56pm on a Saturday night and we’re sitting at the 90 minute mark for my husband and I to get our 15 month old to sleep. I went in the last three times,…
It’s 4:30am, Copenhagen time. I’m pacing around our charming, death-trap of an apartment I thought I was so clever to find. Live like the locals, I mutter angrily to myself under my own breath. I’ve already dismantled an antique copper table, and hidden a vase I’m sure was worth more than my car. I encircle the impressive library, my half-opened…