My cousin and I were texting a few weeks ago about how things are going here and when I responded with "Busy!", she asked "with what?" and I laughed. To myself.
Let me tell you what I've learned from living in New York so far.
- One of the biggest blessings and curses in my life is that you can't talk on the phone in the subway since there is no reception. It is nice to have 30 minutes of general quiet time each way to work, but it also takes away from time that I used to spend checking in with friends. Just because I don't call you anymore to check in doesn't mean I don't think about you. People who have started to call me have won gold friendship stars in my mind.
- I love the subway musicians. This morning there was a man singing "Jingle Bells" to the tune of "Silent Night" in one of the tunnels in Grand Central and even though that combination sounds funny, it was beautiful. I look forward to the music every morning.
- I am in love with New York. Last week I was downtown for some event and was walking down Bank Street and just seeing the city at night at Christmas from a downtown perspective was beautiful to me. Kind of like walking down Lake Street at Christmas in San Francisco.
- Last night I went to bed at 7pm, woke up around 10:30pm for about an hour, then slept until 7:30am this morning. I think I could use another night like that and then finally feel like myself again.
- Stef took me up to Sylvia's on Monday night in Harlem. The corn bread was pretty good, but I thought the mac n' cheese was better.
- I still love the British. A lot.
- I don't love their mince pies, but I pretended to when my boss made some for us the other day!
- Went running the other day along the river by my house and couldn't believe how beautiful it was. The inhaler I got a few months back has changed my life - it has made running a million times more enjoyable.