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Two Weeks Into the Big Move

Is two weeks too soon to talk about life post The Big Move? Probably, but a lot can happen in two weeks, can't it? Since I love talking about myself and also can't really gather my thoughts at the moment to bring one of my blog posts on my lists, this seems like a really good idea on this glorious Friday morning. It would have been more glorious if waking up to my alarm wasn't the hardest thing I've had to do this week. Remind to not make my alarm a song I like because now every time I hear "Slow Hands" there is a brief moment where I feel the pain of waking up earlier than you'd ever want to. 

I mean, to get the obvious out of the way: I'm still alive. I'm keeping myself well-fed and somewhat hydrated (still trying to figure out that work/water balance). My feet have not fallen off because of potentially poor footwear choices (I only have five pairs of shoes with me right now and if you've seen my shoe collection, you'd know why this is so difficult). I still have underwear left that are clean but will have to launder at some point this weekend because, oh yeah, I don't have an apartment yet...still. TMI? TMI.

Good news is that work is great. Oddly enough, work is the least of my worries right now, which is kind of shocking to me. Stressball Francesca somehow has her work-life somewhat under control. Everything else is still up in the air at the moment, which is a feeling I know all too well and have essentially been feeling since I started the job hunt/moving expedition months and months ago. I've never been one to enjoy living out of a suitcase. I like having all of my stuff with me. I don't even have that many belongings to begin with, just a lot of clothes and makeup, but being without my entire wardrobe and collection really...fucks me up, to be honest. It shouldn't, but it does and always has. 

So, if anyone who knows me IRL in New York right now, if I outfit repeat it's because I only have one suitcase of clothes that need to last me...who knows how much longer. I could find an apartment next week. Could take two weeks. The universe makes things happen when you least expect it and everyone tells me that when the right apartment comes about, it happens so quickly. So. For now, I'll call my usual couch home and deal with not having a place to my own. 

Honestly, in the grand scheme of things, not having my own place is whatever. I'm still here. I'm employed. I'm happy. I live in New York City, for gods sake. I'm doing okay!

I wish I had more to report back on. Truthfully, I've just been going to work and try to find a new balance between free time and work time. My weekends thus far have been spent trying to find apartments and crying about not being able to find apartments. I've been trying to eat my way through SoHo at lunch time, which is proving to be really expensive but at least I'm starting to enjoy lunch? Probably because it's not something that I've thrown together myself. I hate spending money on food but god some of it is just too good to not want to throw all of my money at. So like, if anyone wants to buy every single thing on my Poshmark so I can eat delicious lunches during the week, that'd be cool. 

Kidding, kidding. 

Kind of.

There's a link if you're tempted...

And that's my life in a nutshell right now. Work is good. I'm learning to like new food. I've only accidentally mauled like, six people tops with my tote bag on the subway and only stepped on somebody's toes like, twice. I finally made an offline playlist on Spotify literally yesterday so I can stop listening to the outdated music on my actual phone. I had Veselka two weeks ago so like, I'm living my best life. And my office has free coffee so...yeah, things are going to be okay around these parts. 

I have a couple of posts planned for next week that are a little more focused, so look forward to those! One is about blogging and another might be about some beauty bits...I work a minute away from Sephora and I am a weak, weak human. What more would you expect from me?

Sweater: H&M
Jeans: American Eagle
Shoes: Marshall's
Sunglasses: Quay
Ring: David Yurman (via Cleveland Consignment Shoppe)
Necklace: Gift from a friend


  1. Good luck on your search! I know how stressful that be.

    1. Aw, thanks Maya! It is certainly not the most fun part of the move, that's for sure!


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