Sometimes I forget how charming the area where I live can be. The farm land, the chickens- yes chickens, and sheep and horses are close by too. Don't get me wrong, I would trade it in a second for a quaint little apartment in the West Village. But New Jersey has some perks. It's always quiet when we come home. So peaceful, that in the Summer I would hear frogs and all sorts of animal species chirping in the night. It almost felt like being back in Florida. There's a certain calm about green grass, open blue skies and horse farms. You can almost feel transported... But when I need a wake up call, NYC is only 45 minutes away. Do I love it? No. But it's growing on me, and I'm finding little spots here and there that are adding to its charm.