So, today is my birthday. My real, honest-to-God birthday. And while there were many days in the past I was sure (SURE) I would never see this age, here it is….and it’s awesome.
Today’s birthday was a great reminder of how far I’ve come. In 2007, I dreamed of having a full-time writing career in NYC, and here I am living that dream. Last year, I hit a SoulCycle class and really wanted to be the girl in front, riding away and light enough to keep up with the front row. Today, not only was I in the front of the class, they took my photo on that bike. It’s my new favorite photo. It’s proof that I can accomplish pretty much anything to which I focus my mind.
And the icing on the cupcake tonight was when I got on the scale. I don’t have 15 lbs to go…I have 10. 83 pounds lost. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel….and, for once, it’s not a train. So, I’m taking the rest of the night to celebrate my successes…with a cupcake the size of my head.
Well, not that big, but it’s big, awesome, covered in icing and I deserve it.
But I’m a big believer in setting new goals when you achieve them, and so thanks to an Instagram photo that sort of slipped out there as a message to a dear friend,it’s time to share the next big goal with you:
I’m moving to Los Angeles next year.
New York and I have had a really awesome, at-times tumultuous relationship. We’ve broken up, we’ve gotten back together. I tried to quit the city Brokeback Mountain-style and leave multiple times (three times, in fact.) But, the siren song of a writing career led me back, and we’ve been going strong since 2007.
However, when I flew in from my college reunion in April, what I had feared was a passing idea was very evident to me: the thrill is gone, baby. The thrill is gone.
Los Angeles is the only city in the US that I’ve ever wanted to live in that I haven’t tackled yet. So many things are there. Yes, there will be traffic. Yes, I will stay perpetually lost for the first year. But, it’s time to live life differently. It’s time to dare greatly again…but this time, I just want to do it a little closer to the beach.
So, the countdown begins today, June 9th, 2013. One year (give or take a few months per my lease), and my plan is to spend my next birthday at my beloved Mr. C Beverly Hills, ready to christen my maiden voyage into the California lifestyle.
But, New York and I have some unfinished business, namely a gigantic bucket list of places and experiences that I want to see, do, visit and life through before I go. There will be some adventures, there will be some tears, there will be a lot of laughs and photos to share with you, but a level of the excitement is back. It’s like that summer romance you know will be over come September – everything becomes even more exciting because you know it’s the last time you’ll ever do it. Mine just gets to last for a year.
My wish for you tonight, dear readers and friends, is to join me in making a wish for a fantastic year of adventures, amazing experiences and further exploration of a life worth living at all price points. Because, like any good relationship that’s ending, I plan on making my mark on the place. New York will always be a part of me….but this is my last year to be a part of New York. I plan on celebrating accordingly, specifically in my new favorite Jimmy Choos.
And with that, I’m blowing out the candles on another year with a huge task and set of adventures ahead of me. Buckle up, folks…we’re in for a wild ride.