Getting There

by snackface on July 31, 2012 · 14 comments

Hi, loves! It’s 6:03 p.m. PST. I’m sitting in a Starbucks, sighing at the less-than-stellar internet connection. I’m sleepy but thankful, nonetheless.

Yesterday, I signed my first least post-college. We waited with bated breath and when we received the call that the apartment was ours, we squealed and jumped up and down. When we signed the lease, I’m pretty sure I cried.

This is it. Things are falling into place. I am not homeless. I have an apartment that I love. Maybe I slept on the floor, curled up in a blanket on top of my version of a makeshift mattress: a body pillow.

It’s the risk I’ve wanted to take for years, and every day I find myself going through huge ups and downs. I live between moments of sheer happiness and moments of “holy sh!t, what do I do next?” I’ve put myself in a situation in which there is no other option than to figure it out.

Stress aside, problems almost solved, I am happy and endlessly grateful for support, kindness and love from my family and friends.

Not everything is figured out, but I’m getting there.

Ciao for now,


P.S. I wanted to post pics of the apartment on the blog, but the internet connection simply won’t permit it! Head to my Instagram if you want to check it out, though!