Lately I’ve been complaining about my chosen beat. While my smarter colleagues were picking topics like TV and architecture and national politics, I picked…work. Why? I dunno. Like most of my decisions in life, it seemed like a good idea at the time.
Turns out my bosses were questioning my choice, too. I write frequently for the …
In last week’s issue I wrote in the magazine and on the blog about the rapid growth in the number of long-distance marriages in this country. I’ve since had some e-mails and comments from people in these relationships. Most were plaintive, resigned notes from folks struggling hard to make it work. For most of us, living apart from our …
It was no commute a sane person would fathom. From early 2001 to late 2002, I lived and worked in Tokyo–6,737 miles (10,840 km) away (according to this useful calculator) from my husband, who remained home in Leonia, N.J.
Why would either of us even contemplate such a crazy set-up? Work, of course. I was offered my dream job: Tokyo …
