Me bored at my old 9-5 (Yea I was dying my hair)
It’s been almost three years since I traded my boring sucky, yet stable and well-paying, government job for my wildly fabulous and at most times unpredictable life in New York. From my mother’s unexpected death, to bouncing from Manhattan couch to Brooklyn couch for 8 months, I’ve got a ton of not-so glamorous stories to tell you. But…I have no regrets and I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
As spontaneous as my move may have seemed, when I think of it, I did a lot of things to prepare myself before uprooting my entire life (I brought my boyfriend with me to New York). When I finally made the decision to quit my comfortable 9-5, I was pretty much over life. I had been at my job for over six years and had never been promoted yet I was the girl who trained all the newly hired managers to do jobs I was more than qualified for. I had just traveled from Baltimore to New York for yet another amazing opportunity but I felt like I was moving in circles. That was January 2012. By August 2012, I was officially moving to New York. How, you ask?