Are We There Yet?

Feelin' good today. I woke up early early... got a website structure put together. Caught up with mom. Made a healthy breakfast. Talked to that cute man. Talked with Dear Friend Emily. Helped Tamara clean our lovely apartment.

The reoccurring theme in all the conversations was "So do you feel like a New Yorker yet?"

If you mean aggressive, yes. 

If you mean work driven, yes. 

If you mean busy, yes. 

If you mean City That Never Sleeps, no. 

If you mean Like It Is In The Movies, no. 

If you mean Are You An Opera Star, no. 

It's not bad. It's hasn't changed my life in a significant and amazing way though either. I'm working more than I ever did in Idaho. Making more money to live in my more expensive city. Ultimately, I'm working, paying bills, sleeping enough and trying to eat like a healthy person... The same things I did in Idaho. 

 I'd say a part of me thought that I'd be flourishing and taking this city by fire. Another part of me anticipated this hard work... the effort it takes to get on your feet after your first big move. 

BUT - Even as we speak this is changing. This week... comedy show, coffee with a new friend from work, an evening with the mister. Everything is this giant state of flux. Pay days are getting more consistent and better (financially recovering from the storm) and it's enabling me to get out and DO STUFF! 

I'm making a concerted effort to break my work/eat/sleep routine. 

• Brother and sister in law are coming to visit. 
• I am going to a Selected Shorts reading at Symphony Space. 
• I am slowly furnishing my room... November = Full size mirror. December = box spring. January = Bed frame or a bookshelf (toss up, really). 

Now... the second question that everyone's asking is "Are you happy?" 

Yes. But that has nothing to do with moving to or from somewhere.

Also, I'm becoming a cat lady. This is Vincent. 

That's the major life lesson I've picked up on here. No matter where you go, there you are. I still want to improve my work situations. I still crave better communication. I still like organizing and scheduling my life. I still budget and then blow it by eating out/ordering in. I still value my alone time... and yet still crave to be more social... and yet when I'm more social... I crave to be in my pajamas and lounging around my apartment. 

I still yearn to find that THING... that thing I'm so passionate about that it drives me. That I want to get paid to obsess about it. 

If that's being a New Yorker... I'm succeeding 100%. 

Love, 

Nanette