Sometimes I think about moving back home. I miss being around other Jews, hearing Yiddish peppered into everyday conversation. I miss going to sleep to the sound of traffic. I miss waking up hungover to my best friend wearing an eyemask and deciding where we ought to go for brunch. YES, I LOVE BRUNCH. Especially at YERBA BUENA. I miss asking cab drivers to turn on Hot 97 and embarrassing my fellow passengers. I even miss the awkward conversations with randos on the train platform in Hastings. But then I wake up, slap myself across the face, run a curling iron through my weave, and I buck the f up.
But why, Babygirl? All of your family – add Marge in the Fall, friends – both college and home, and Poodles all live in NY. What the deuce are you doing living in the land of drawls and y’alls? Living the dream, thats what. I’ve been in North Carolina for exactly one year and two months and yes, my job is still the major draw. I’d sleep at my office if they’d let me. But you know what else is awesome? Not paying expensive rent. And being covered in freckles by mid-March. And meeting new people who don’t know my camp friend’s roommate’s boyfriend’s sister-in-law. And being able to go out for a night on the town, look at my receipts the next morning, and realize I only spend $40 bucks on dinner, shots, cocktails, night caps, taxi fare, AND a latenite carnitas taco.
So if you are teetering on the edge of moving somewhere new where you might not know a damn soul, let me be the first to a) give you a congratulatory pat on the fanny and b) say that I’m living proof that you don’t need your safety network to get ‘er done. After all, they’re only a phone call away. And yes, I stalk them.
Some relocation spots worth the shlep:
Pros: Hot Texan Cowboys, Cons: SXSW Hipsters
Pros: Cobblestone streets, the Fan, Cons: Earthquake epicenter
Pros: Rahm Emmanuel, Fun for youngins, Cons: BRRRRRR!
Pros: SCAD, the Lady Chablis, Cons: Hobos on Crank
Pros: Skiing! Rugged Mountain Men!, Cons: Altitude Sickness