Nightmare on Mercer St.
The only good thing about today is that it’s Hump Day, but honestly, that’s not even doing me any good. My life has been an absolute dream lately, and when I say dream, I really mean nightmare. I keep hoping I’m just dreaming, and that I’m going to snap out of it any second to find out that none of this is real, but that’s just wishful thinking.
Remember a few weeks ago when I posted about my particularly bad day? Yeah, well that was just the beginning. I couldn’t share what happened at the time, but now that it’s not a secret anymore, I’ll just go ahead and let you in on it. Basically, while I was enjoying a lovely lunch with two of my friends, my boss called me to tell me that he was resigning from the company. And while that’s fine, I get it. Sometimes you just gotta move on. BUT, two months earlier, his boss resigned, and a week earlier another co-worker resigned. In simple terms, a four person team quickly turned into one, and that one is me. The following week, my love life completely fell apart, and my relationship with my landlord was deemed non existent. Somewhere in between that first bad day and today, every single thing that could go wrong, has. In the last three weeks, I’ve had two good days. Those days happened to be this past weekend when my mom, her best friend and her daughter came to visit me in the city.
These are the reasons why I’ve been so M.I.A. As much as I love blogging, I just haven’t had the time lately. Some days, I don’t even have time for lunch. You guys, I’m not exaggerating. I literally haven’t even had time to do laundry in a month. I actually had to buy underwear yesterday... I’ve reached a new low.
Anyway, I wanted to share my two happy days with you because who knows when the next good day will be.
Enjoying the first snow fall of the year in Central Park.
Catching snowflakes on my tongue at Rockefeller Center. Yes, that's the Christmas tree behind me.
This is literally the next day... sun in the sky, no snow in sight.
On top of the world...not really, just The Whitney.
I found my new favorite artist. Her name is Laura Owens.
Here's to new beginnings, hopeful thinking, and swimming in a sink or swim situation! Sometimes we have bad days, or bad weeks, but we just have to keep swimming until we reach the shore.
xoxo,
Zoey Leigh