It’s a Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood. Won’t You Be Mine?

Today has been beautiful. I needed it, I truly did. The past couple of weeks have roughed me up, chewed me up, spit me out and then stepped on the remnants of said spit, and those were the high points. They say living in New York can be tough and that finding your way takes time. I don’t know who I was kidding when I thought I would move here, find a job I love and the perfect circle of friends immediately. That has not been the case, but today, today my friend, it showed that the universe wants to be my friend. The era of the Virgos from Atlanta has arrived! I’m sure of it. So here’s how it went:

On Sunday, my dearest Chelsea was in town visiting (essentially breaking my heart knowing that her departure was imminent). So…I broke. I broke hard. I haven’t cried since maybe….October or November? And hadn’t had a meltdown of epic proportions since one night in January when I called my mom…a little more than tipsy. So to have a breakdown and cry was clearly building up. All of you ladies know how helpful a good cry can be and let me tell you…this was a good cry. I mean hiccups, snot, sobs, wailing, the whole nine yards. But I digress…

Little nubbins. 

So I called my mom, who had to endure the hiccups, snot…etc. And needless to say, for those of you who know my mother, she felt bad for me. Like really bad. Not the pity kind, but the motherly kind. After speaking to her yesterday, already feeling exponentially better, I said that my appearance was suffering from all this stress. And by appearance, I mean I haven’t treated myself to getting my nails done or a haircut in some time. Now don’t read this wrong, I am not feeling sorry for myself because I haven’t had a mani/pedi…I was upset about so many things but my mom knew a little bit of sprucing up could help. She donated to my cause and I went to get my nails done today at Primp and Polish on Grand St.

New furniture makes us
so happy!

With my nails and toes manicured to perfection, I called Jessica on the way home to chat. While walking in the beautiful Brooklyn sun, I saw a bookshelf on the side of the street. A menacing looking character was lingering around it but I just went up with a smile, asking if it was free. He said, “No, it’s ten dollars.” I smiled and said, “Oh well, thanks anyway.” He quickly responded, “but you can have it for free!” And I took it! Another addition to my growing collection of found street crap. I couldn’t have been happier; however, it was heavy. And I lugged it just long enough to turn the corner so the man who gave it to me couldn’t see that it was far too large for me to carry all the way home. I decided to take the bus. I hopped on the bus, but the bookshelf was turned the wrong way, nearly causing me to tumble back onto the sidewalk. A kind young man helped me on the bus with it demonstrating that the universe is on my side. I carried it into my apartment with a smile on my face. Yesterday was the spring equinox and I believe a change in tides for me!