Well here’s an obligatory sentence: I haven’t written in this thing in FOREVER.
Semi-true. Sorry folks, but I was trying to get my life together and was sort of side tracked a little bit when I started a dating blog that I never finished (I’m a serial monogomist; so I guess a dating blog wasn’t the best idea for me, because hi! I hate dating).

But I’m going to be real, because it’s about that time. I was a hot mess post-four- year-relationship-break-up. Don’t get me wrong, it was fun being a hot mess. I did things I didn’t even do in college and I did things I’m not proud of (not mutually exclusive). I was also semi-stressed at work with a micromanaging boss who made me feel like an idiot daily. And then she left, then I was semi-stressed because I didn’t get any guidance at work.

But now everything is OK. Better than ok. I can actually say life is good. And, I am HAPPY. It took a year, and a lot of support from friends, some good cries here and there, and lot of fucking soul searching. Not just your everyday soul searching, but A LOT OF FUCKING SOUL SEARCHING. btw, I’m still soul searching. (If by soul searching you mean, sitting in front of my tv.. thanks for being my best friends, Real Housewives of Beverly Hills).

Anyway, I’m in a really good place in my life. I LOVE my apt, and I’m finally starting to feel like NYC is a “home.” I’ve stayed lived in my apt for more than a year now (which is an accomplishment for me), and I’m happily employed. My new boss is ridiculously amazing and my other boss is ridiculously awesome (in between writing this, he gave me my christmas gift early - a POLAROID CAMERA!!). I love who I work with, which is a blessing considering that 40 hours of my week are spent with people I love to be around.

So that’s about it for now. I still have the same issues to worry about, i.e. NEW YORK IS REALLY EXPENSIVE, but it doesn’t phase me (as much), because I’m spending money to be independent, to live my life the way I want, and grow up in the process. I also have my bad days, and days where it’s either too hot or too cold (but for some reason, I still love seasons). But. LET’S. BE. REAL. I don’t have much to complain about. If you ever catch me whining, tell me to go re-read this post, and be grateful for what I have. Because, I have to say, I have it pretty good right now.