I had a pretty exciting life when I was younger— I went off to boarding school at 17, lived in Paris for a little while, and graduated from a fancy liberal arts college on the East Coast. But after my college graduation, I came here, to this small town in Ohio, to marry my boyfriend. The deal: we’d live here for a year while he finished school, and then we’d return to New York, where he’d attend seminary to become an Episcopal priest. Well, that year is up, and while it’s a relief that we’ll be leaving in a month, it’s been hard living here: my husband was laid off, and I’m a freelance writer, so we’ve been without insurance and living only on my tiny salary. Doing Mturk work has been helpful in plugging up the cracks in our financial situation, but it’s tough. We don’t buy much, and we make everything we can (detergent, cheese, beer, bread, etc.) in order to save money. But I can’t wait to get back to civilization so that I can find a steady job and see my friends again! It’ll be so wonderful to have new, exciting things to write about, and to get the heck out of this dull, stagnated place.