Wednesday, July 18, 2007

waking up in the city that never sleeps



Ok, I admit. It's been a loooooong time since I've written anything. But I really do have a good excuse this time. I moved clear across the country to New York and have been preoccupied with fixing up and selling my house in Pasadena, quiting my old job, starting a new job in NYC, finding a new apartment, learning how to get around the city, figure out the subway system, poke around for decent spots to eat, and basically meeting a whole new social network. So other than that, I guess I've just been twiddling my thumbs.

What brought me to the east coast, you ask? Well, two main reasons. A great job opportunity at an up and coming mobile services company, as well as the realization that if ever there was a time to try living in NYC, now would be it. If I let one or two more years go by, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't drop everything to make the move. And what's the worst that could happen? Even if I hated it, I could make my way back to California without too much trouble. So I bit the bullet and sold my worldly possessions (well in the process of trying to sell them, anyway) and headed East.

I remember when I started telling people I was moving out here. The common response was, "what, New York? You? Seriously?" And while I'd like to call my friends jerks for being skeptical, I really can't blame them. Why would a guy who hated walking, isn't fond of crowds, loves the beach, and has a bitter fear of cold winter days, choose NYC as a target destination? On paper, this made about as much sense as creating a reality show around the former lead singer of Poison. But if Bret Michaels can pose as the rock and roll version of the Bachelor, surely I could adjust to life in the Big Apple.

And you know what? NYC has been a blast. I've met a lot of new people, gotten to experience a whole new way of life, and overall am very happy I made the move. Keep in mind, the muggy summer heat hasn't really decended upon me yet. And I have yet to make it through a winter. So let's not be too hasty and call it a fairy tale ending. For now, I'm just glad to report that I'm a New Yorker, and so far, I'm loving it.

Take that, skeptical friends!

4 comments:

waiting4heinz said...

have you sold your house yet? if not, how much are you selling it for?

warren said...

not yet, hopefully soon! check it out...

http://tinyurl.com/23a7gk

awesome house, right? right.

md said...

You used to pretend to like the bay area too. I give it less than 2 years...

misocrazy said...

I have to say, I'm impressed with your quick adaptation to social life and getting to know the town, especially since you previously didn't really know NY or many people there.

It makes me feel better about making the move too.

Speaking of which, I really need to get back to finish packing. The movers are coming over Friday, and my place still looks a mess!

Also you, Linda, and I need to hit the NY karaoke joints for my birthday --or for any day, really.

Boo yeah!