What a whirlwind life has been since my return from vacation in France. It took me longer than I expected to share my tales from that trip with you, but a lot has been happening here in NYC. First and foremost, I was homeless. So that was a complicated situation if there ever was one. I must explain this predicament of course. You may remember way back when I was planning my little vacation to France that I was living life as a freelancer and that my apartment’s lease was coming up to the end and after a break-in and some management issue, we weren’t positive if another year was in the works for us. True to my denial tendencies, I decided to ignore the apartment thing and just focus on ending one job (my first real NYC job which was really just a temp position and didn’t pay enough to live in the big city) and going on my trip to France.
When I got home, life’s problems were still looming. Duh. So with a new freelance career (I was writing and balancing multiple part-time PR/Marketing gigs) and about two weeks until move-out day, I frantically began looking for apartments with my friend. I suggest to never look for apartments in NY when you are on a huge time crunch. Long and extremely stressful story short: I learned a lot about realtors, lost some money and came away with no apartment to show for it. During this time I hit a stress level that I didn’t know existed and was unable to be productive freelancer; I was completely frozen in stress. Looking back on this it’s a shame I couldn’t balance it all because I loved being able to do multiple jobs, make my own schedule and be involved in projects I was passionate about, all of which were creatively free. But it is what it is and I just couldnt get my act together freelancing AND searching for an apartment that I didn’t have a budget for anyway. So I took a step back, asked a few friends and family for favors (like sleeping on their couches) and focused on finding a full-time job that paid enough to support life in the city while also allowing me to follow my passions. My networking from the past 8 months paid off and without the stress of an apartment search, I was able to really make things happen quickly. I ended up taking a job at a wine and spirits importer/distributor doing their social media marketing. I’m still adjusting but so far so good. With the job figured out, I began searching for an apartment again. Lucky for me, a few friends linked together and all of a sudden I was signing a lease to live in an affordable place with lots of room and with girls very similar to myself. Golden!
So I am currently enjoying my last evening as a nomad**. I am so thankful for friends and family who have taken me in, given me advice, believed in me, listened to my woes and put up with my indecisive and sometimes stubborn ways. A few weeks from now will mark my one year since moving back to America from France. I cannot believe that! So much has already happened and I havent been in NYC for a year. I can now understand how this city makes people grow up at such an elevated pace.
**I wrote this last week. I am currently moved into the new place in Hoboken. I hope to find a nice balance between days working in NYC and nights relaxing in my new home.