Hey Pennies & Pens,
What’s cracking?! So the past few months have been an emotional roller coaster for me. I just moved to a new city and uprooted my entire life. Naturally that has me feeling some type of way. I mean, I left New York City. Let me repeat, I willingly left New York City. Why on earth would I ever do such a thing?! I’m not going to New York Fashion Week, taking the subway, meeting my friends downtown for drinks, nothing! This is bananas in pajamas.
What I’m saying is that I miss NYC! Ohmigod, it is killing me. If I see one more post about a fab NYFW show, I will lose it. I guess I never really appreciated what I had until it was gone. I lived in uptown Manhattan in a fab apartment, had some cool friends, family was nearby, and I was always going to some fab fashion/art/music event. So where’s all this fabulosity for my life in Texas?! My bestie said it best: “You need to start living that fabulous life in Texas so you can appreciate the move.”
I mean it’s like I got to Houston and everything was just so blah. There are no zoning laws in Houston, so everything is placed in the most random of ways. For those that don’t know, zoning laws separate residential, commercial, and business properties in a city. I never even knew what they were but now that I know, I realize that this is what makes a city visually appealing. It keeps everything uniform and makes it easier to understand. So in Houston, you literally have a skyscraper across the street from a house or apartment complex. Not only is this totally random & ridiculous, it’s ugly. Plus the architecture here really isn’t that great. It’s like they just threw up some random buildings, a few houses, and everyone was just supposed to go along with it. Where’s the effort, the beauty, the design?
On the flip side, I have met some amazing people here, eaten some delicious food, and I’m really loving my job. Now doesn’t that make this whole thing quite awkward? I’d say it does. I’ve gotten really close to one of my cousins and he has been such a major help in my transition/move to Houston. If it wasn’t for him, I’d be seriously be lost. My cousin and I grew up together but if I hadn’t moved to Houston, I wouldn’t have been able to get to know him like I have. So that’s a major blessing. His sister was also a big help in my move to Houston as I stayed with her when I first got here. She encouraged me to move here and without her help, I probably would’ve never come.
Then there’s the food, oh the food. I’ve been doing jumping jacks and sit-ups to stay in shape because I swear this Houston food could really make me fat one day. I mean good golly, miss molly, it is good! I haven’t eaten one bad thing here. Even the cheap fast food spots are good. Chicken sandwiches from Whataburger are everything to me. And there’s a Chick Fil A near my apartment. I know Chick Fil A isn’t exclusive to Texas but since there are no locations in NYC, I’m happy to be in a place where they are located. Houston’s restuarants are so diverse, you can get everything from BBQ, Tex-Mex, Mexican, Middle Eastern, African, Soul Food, you name it, it’s here.
Next up is my job, I work in social media at a digital marketing agency. Since starting three months ago, I’ve worked on a variety of cool projects. Everything from building a social media strategy from scratch, to creating social media content, to writing website copy. And today, I was awarded a bonus for my hard work. Not too shabby, huh? That made me feel blessed and happy because my work is clearly being noticed and valued. And what could be cooler than that? #loveit
So what gives, Pen? What is the purpose of this post, you ask? I guess I’m just saying that I’m getting adjusted to living here. It’s a major change and one that will take some time. What’s crazy is that I have this itchy feeling to move to Dallas or Austin. I’m covering some upcoming events in Dallas and I’m already scheduled to visit again in March. I swear I visited Dallas once in November and I just fell in love with the vibe of the city.
I’m big on energy and how I feel when entering a place. And Dallas just did something to me. It’s pretty strange actually. How I could fall for a city on my first weekend visit is beyond me. That’s why I’m going back to make sure I’m not trippin. And I’ve subscribed to many Dallas and Houston blogs to get more info on both cities so that if and when I move, I know it’s where I truly want to be. Which reminds me, Houston is like the Brooklyn of Texas and Dallas is Manhattan. I lived in Manhattan for five years. You do the math. And just like Manhattan vs. Brooklyn, Houston and Dallas is a major rivalry, so who will win in the end? Only time will tell.
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