Staying in for a few days got me thinking. It’s probably the most amount of time I’ve spent in apartment without leaving the front door since we moved here. Being sick does that for you! But there’s something to staying in around Christmas time. Our tree is all decorated and lit up for the season, my scented candles found their way to every corner of the living room again.
“So Carrie Bradshaw.”
New York City is pretty amazing this time of the year, and I’m celebrating today with these photos – my own SATC moment. We have a lot of windows in our apartment (check our apartment tour here), so I can get a hint of it without ever leaving the door. But then again, New York City is pretty amazing any time of the year. My last post was sort of an ode to Paris (read here), this post is an ode to the Big Apple. Ever since I was a young girl I always dreamed about moving here. Watching Sex and the City over and over again only made those feelings stronger.
And then, after many years of hard work and a lot of dreaming the time is finally there. You move. You get your own apartment. You are living your dream. It became reality. So what changes? It becomes your new normal. Because it has to. Imagine living on cloud nine 24/7. You would go crazy! Yes it’s still super duper awesome, we thoroughly enjoy walks in our neighborhood, discovering new lunch places, go furniture shopping, watch the skyline and all that. Don’t get me wrong! But all the magic that you see and feel when you first get to the city, or visit every now and then, turns into a new kind of magic. The one where you make it your own.
Because New York City is the kind of city where you can make your dreams come true. It sounds super corny but it’s actually the way I feel. People are go-getters, working hard and hustling their asses off to get stuff done. It’s impossible with the high cost of living (i.e. rent, insurances, groceries, visa) to be here without that drive to work very hard and always trying to get better at what you do. Which is a pro and a con at the same time. Because the focus is so much on performance, I miss that “joie de vivre” sometimes. Taking moments to do absolutely nothing. Add an hour to that coffee run to just go people watching or read a book. I mean, I didn’t really do that working from elsewhere either but you get what I mean right? When you almost feel guilty when you’re taking the day or weekend off?
For me it’s all about finding the right balance. I can get consumed by the city and work, I figured out it’s more of a structure thing. I have a lot of events at night, but am trying to be so much more selective in what I actually attend these days. My weeks fill up so fast! There’s something to do or see multiple times a day and there’s just one of me. Evenings and weekends off my phone are very welcome! I rarely check my email on weekend anyway, and try to do my photos for my blog and the gram during normal “business hours”. I guess also in my line of work, it never stops because it’s all so personal. There’s this constant urge of sharing, especially when you live in a city like this! A city that also never stops, so you need to press that pause button yourself sometimes and just enjoy. Because when you stop too look around, the New York City live is pretty amazing 🙂