week #36

Well, this past Tuesday was my first day of my new job in NYC. Everyone asks, "how's it going?" "are you excited?" "are you nervous?" "are you living it up in the city?" The answer to all of these questions is, I AM STRESSED. I still don't have a place to live. I have a temporary situation worked out, which is fantastic, but isn't permanent. What happens if I don't find a place in a week or two?

So really, work has been fine. New York has been fine -- although I did get verbally accosted on the subway my first day here, but I didn't take it personally. I think the guy was just nuts. If I could just find an apartment I would start regaling you with stories of my big apple adventures, but alas, I am stressed.