Thursday, March 30

Aisle 22

Aisle 22: Travel Size Toiletries.

In the last week of May I'm moving to New York. How I am doing this is a mystery to me. It really is. I'm attempting to save as much as I can, though this is quite difficult at the moment, and finding an apartment that I can keep my cat at is becoming a hassel as well.

The most disturbing thing is that I have no clue what I'm going to do for money once I get there. Yeah I'll need a job, but where? Possibly a library, possibly the school I'm going to? Most likely I'll be selling myself on the street. I'm kind of freaked out about the whole thing right now, but I guess that's al part of life, right? Right. Things will work out, hopefully. I can do this right? I mean lots of stupid people have moved to New York, so why can't I? I'm pretty darn stupid.

Speaking of which I'm starting to wish email systems had a "Oops sorry about that, please cancel that order to send the email" button. I tend to get an idea in my head, work it around too much, decided to act in the most childish way, i.e. sending an email the equivalent to a note written with crayon, all I was missing was "Please check yes or no." Meh. Things could be worse. I really have to stop thinking about things though. Just be take what happens as is, don't dwell just keep moving and hope whatever happens, happens in a good way.

I have found myself in a state of waiting. An intense state of waiting I might add. Unlike the previous times I complained about waiting for things to happen (which for the most part is a long term wait) this is a very short term wait. Basically all of my concerns will have an answer in two months. Either it will all work out or it won't. Or some will work out and other parts will fall through, which is very likely. I doubt everything will come up the way I'd want, if that happened then I'd be extatic, and slightly mystified as to how this all came to be. But what the heck I'm pretty much set on moving, I currently have no where else to live come June 1st so it's either New York or bust.

Everything's up in the air. It's a nice feeling, but things are starting to come down rather quickly. Now I have to get ready to catch stuff or risk losing some potentially great things. Man I need a bigger net.

1 comment:

Michelle said...

NYC! Hooray! It was nice to finally meet you and again, mi sofa es su sofa. And I'm sorry that I made fun of your photogenicity (if that is a word). And yes, you are ridiculously adorable in person, but you knew that. Hooray!