Oh how the time passes! Six months ago it was November and I was packing what was left of my life into a U-Haul. I was anxious and excited all at the same time. This feels like a milestone, so it’s only right that I do some reflecting, inner soul searching, blah blah blah.
Time for updates (applause!). I still work at Cole Haan and am still buying shoes (does that really surprise you, thou?). The job is great and the money is good, plus the people are also nice. The only thing that bothers me is having to climb 3 flights of stairs each time I have to get a shoe, my buns and thighs thank me, but it’s a chore!
No I did not come to NY to sling shoes, I came to try my hand at modeling amoung other things, and that has yet to lift off. After 4 months of dead-end go-sees and casting calls, I took a break from it all. I was also really bummed about life, but I won’t get into that. Now that the rain cloud has moved from my head, I am starting to get back into the game. I went to my first casting in forever today, and although I don’t expect to hear from them (these hips aren’t high-fashion) it was nice to get back to doing what I came to NY for.
Sunset Park! WHOOP WHOOP!! ((NOT!!)). After calling this place home for the last 6 months, I’m ready to move!! Don’t cry yet, I will still be in NY, just looking to relocate to another part of Brooklyn, hopefully Park Slope or Williamsburg. I haven’t had any real issues with the neighborhood, other than the loud music, rats (will tell you story later), and distance from civilization. But Monica has had some trouble, for some reason, men give her creepy looks in our neighborhood, she even caught someone peeking in our window! Word is Sunset Park will be the next neighborhood to get cool, but we will be long gone before that happens. Plus, I’m cramped in my room, it’s tiny tiny and is always messy because there is no where to put anything! We don’t have closets!
Oh yea the RAT! UGH! We would always hear this thing in the cabinet eating from the trash can and we assumed it was a tiny mouse, we named it Gilbert! When ever we heard a rustle from under the sink, we would laugh and be like “Oh, that’s just Gibert!” One night I was up late watching the telly and I hear ol’ Gilbert getting a snack. I sneak over and open the cabinet, expecting to see a tiny mouse scurry away. Instead it was a FAT rat cradled in the trash can. He didn’t even look scared and he didn’t even run away. He looked at me and wobbled out the trash can then squeezed himself into a hole.
Oh yes and my dating life. I believe I left you at the point where my poor little heart was tired of the dating scene. I had ended things with the jerk I was dating (oh hindsight, you are indeed 20/20), and had started dating a new guy and was smitten. Well now, I am still smitten and we are still dating 🙂 He’s a really nice, handsome, and gentleman of a guy and we have a lot of fun together. Is he my boyfriend? I don’t know, but believe me he’s a catch!
What’s next for me? Well now, the only way to find that out is to live life. I’m going to take one more swing at modeling over the summer. I hadn’t really given my self a set end point, but I think it’s safe to call it after a year. Also, I am hobby-less! I miss painting and flag football! I miss my yoga classes and kickboxing! I left a lot behind when I moved, I left a lot of me behind, and I need to get me all back!
Soooo there you have it! Six months down. I know the next six will be even better.