New York. Concrete jungle where dreams are made of, there's nothing you can't do!

Yes the rumors are true. Your girl moved to the East Coast! Now before you tell me all the reasons why California may better than anything else, I will not fight you. I love the Bay Area more than you'll even know and it will never stop being my home.

Now I'm going to tell you my story and this isn't going to be a timeline that you need to live by if you're moving across the country. This is just giving you an idea of how I made this happen.

I think there becomes this moment in everyone's life where you are faced with a big challenge in front of you. You can either continue on the path that you've been going down for a long time or you jump into something with your entire heart and change the trajectory of your future. For my friends and family that may be reading this, you may know that I really only lived around the Bay for most of my life (except for the quick hiatus to SoCal for a few months). Now, sometimes you meet someone or you visit a place that really knocks you off your feet in a good way. When I visited NYC for the first time with my best friend last February, I had the strongest feeling that I was meant to be here. I still have no clue how to explain it but I knew that I needed to get my ass to the East Coast.

I also felt like I was in such a rut in the Bay Area. Nothing was exciting anymore and majority of my friends had moved away and really started living their young adult lives in great jobs, getting married and starting a family of their own. I love my family too and with conflicting schedules all the time, we really didn't see each other that much. I was literally working myself to death with about 3 hours of sleep each night, juggling a million jobs that were getting me nowhere, no recognition, no career development or upward mobility (I even passed out at work from complete exhaustion) I knew I needed a change! It really drained me and my mental state.

I promised myself that I would give my most recent job a full year of 150% effort to see if I could move into an opportunity with another company that could give me some more stability.

After the full year in my most recently promoted position, I bought a one-way ticket to New York and then decided I would figure out how to make it work.

I bought the flight in March for the end of June arrival date. If I didn't at least make that first step, I would probably still be working 80 hour weeks and passing out at work. I needed the push so I just booked it without a return flight and then proceeded to get an AirBnB from June 21-July 1st which I thought would give me enough time to find an apartment (hahaha).

I was trying to look for apartments to sublet and I worked from March until June to just save up money so that if I was out of work for 3 months in NYC, I could still survive. I wouldn't really last longer than a week without a job so I was applying for job while I was in California. Applying for a transfer for my current job would've been the best decision except for the fact that it wasn't an option after awhile. The three months of saving money made me feel very vulnerable but it gave my friends and family the conversation starter that I won't be in California anymore. I shipped 4 boxes, had 2 check-in bags, 1 carry on luggage and my backpack. THAT'S IT! Everything else, I was going to buy in New York.

So here we are, one week into the New York City minute and I finally figured out my subway route.

I quite literally could not leave my apartment for the first week from full blown anxiety of walking around and getting lost. I understand that's the point of moving to a new place and I wish I could tell you how much of a badass I've been by stumbling into the coolest bars, meeting the best people I'll ever meet and experiencing once in a lifetime opportunities in these last few days but life isn't always rainbows and lollipops. I've cried three times, I didn't eat for a week and it's so damn hot that my clothes are sticking to my hardwood floors at home. I knew a few people in NYC before coming here and it has definitely made the transition easier but I just haven't gotten my groove yet. I think that's what's missing.

I'm going to continue telling you all about the adventure of life that I'm on and hopefully you enjoy it. And when I say 'you' I know that my Mom is probably the only one reading this and if that makes the transition of me moving away easier for her than here it is.

Stay tuned for more because I'm in New York City BABY!