I did it.
My first week at the new job tucked safely under my Banana Republic belt, I’m taking the Express back to Boston tonight. The first thing I shall do when I get there is hug my kitten, whom I’ve missed oh-so-much. I’ve been going through withdrawals. My host, seeming a bit mistified by my attempts to entice him with a catnip mouse, has not been an adequate replacment.
The throngs of friends descend tomorrow morning to pack a gi-normous UHaul full of my worldly belongings, and then J, Kitten and I will drive it back here where the brawny movers will do their thing. J and I will reprise our bedroom painting experience and then, it will be just me. In my apartment. In New York City.
I know that many of you have expected more detailed, What-it’s-Like-Livin’-in-the-Big-Apple posts, but quite honestly, nothing has felt more natural to me than making this move. I don’t feel new or out of place (That is not to be confused with “in the wrong place” as I’m really quite good at getting turned around when leaving the Subway). On the contrary, I feel naturalized, somehow and very much in my element.
If you’re wandering around New York City, and you happen to see some nutty broad standing in the middle of hundreds of pigeons throwing her hat into the air with great flourish, that’d be me.
I’m gonna make it afterall.
Yay, Fish!
I had the same feeling when I moved to New York just after college, but added to it was: “Wait a minute. I’m normal! It’s those other 1,400 people [where I went to college] who are screwed up!”
You are gonna love this. Good luck!
You might have to update your shorthand notes. That will be fun.
it’s moments like this when I had your number so I could belt the following into your ear…and yes I did this from memory and NOT from a website
Who can turn the world on with her smile?
Who can take a nothing day, and suddenly make it all seem worthwhile?
Well it’s you girl, and you should know it
With each glance and every little movement you show it
Love is all around, no need to waste it
You can have the town, why don’t you take it
You’re gonna make it after all
You’re gonna make it after all
How will you make it on your own?
This world is awfully big, girl this time you’re all alone
But it’s time you started living
It’s time you let someone else do some giving
Love is all around, no need to waste it
You can have a town, why don’t you take it
You’re gonna make it after all
You’re gonna make it after all
Big “heh” to that, fish. Somehow, I can totally picture it!
yay, fish.
what do you do?
Go Fish! I remember well the first time I left familiar surroundings to work in New York. I wish you well!