I am here! And to those who did not get my email, I’m sorry! My address book is scattered across four different email accounts and I wasn’t able to collect everyone I wanted to. But the gist of it was that I am here and the plane ride went swimmingly, and I had a freaked out stressful day yesterday because I thought I had a place to stay and didn’t, and also I am much too poor. But life is looking up a little now.
So I found a place to stay with an internet friend of my mother’s, and they are lovely people and I think it will be okay for a while. I can’t stay here indefinately because it is crowded and I don’t want to make an ass of myself, but I mostly need work more than anything. My paltry savings are proving insufficient, just as I had predicted but had not really allowed myself to admit..
I hate playing the damsel in distress card so very much (HATE IT!), but it sure can be amazingly effective. There seems to be a world of wonderful people out there.
Iso loves it here, which makes me feel a little less like I’m totally over my head. If the cat can handle it, so can I, right?
She is having a right good time. Yesterday was very exciting- she got to spend the afternoon with two other kitties, and everyone got along swimmingly, which is good because said kitties belong to a potential roomate. The place I’m staying now has no other cats, but it does have a bird. She seems fascinated by it but she has yet to make any foolish attempts. She was totally fine on the plane- the valerian knocked her right loopy and she got more sleep on the redeye than I did. I discovered a hate for aisle seats- nowhere to lean, so I can’t really konk out so good. So I mostly watched cartoons and stuff.
Today I wandered about into Manhattan and dropped off an application or two. I love the subway! I only got on the wrong train twice today- I was doing good.
I have to stay here at least a month because I bought myself a thirty-day unlimited metro card. Ha!
Anyway, I am less freaked out than I was yesterday (although it is still an understatement to say I am feeling the fear), and I was enjoying myself out and about. I got off at Grand Central and they were playing lovely classical music in the station and that made me feel good.
Anyhoo, I’m still alive, and I have a place to sleep and people that feed me good (real good!). Life could be worse.