That Time I Moved To New York

Recent events in my life have caused me to pick up my life in the South and relocate to Manhattan. Totally awesome, right? Right! I want to tell you a little bit about how this all happened though. They always say that life happens when you least expect it, but I never realized how true that was until now.
So when I was still at home, I was working at a spa while looking for a full-time job in Atlanta. I had plans to move out of my house and into Buckhead by October with the idea that I’d be working in the city soon. I was totally content staying in the comforts of the house I’ve lived in for eighteen years and being around my friends and family.
Well, one day my information was passed along to a company in New York. I had a quick chat with them and then two days later, I was on the phone with the CEO having an interview. A project, a Skype conference, and a phone call later, I had an offer for a job in Manhattan. Anyone who knows me could tell you that it’s been my dream to move to New York since I was about five. And my first job offer right out of college is in NY. Are you kidding me?!
When the excitement passed, I had a lot of thinking to do. In the back of my head, I knew I wanted to take it. However, I was thinking about all of these things in Atlanta and hoping there was a reason for me to stay. Not because I didn’t want to go, but because if there was something important enough to keep me there, it would have come up. And nothing did, which pretty much confirmed that I was doing the right thing for myself.
So I booked a one-way ticket and started the tedious process of packing. Actually, I procrastinated until the day before my flight, but whatever I got it done. My last two weeks in Atlanta were filled with appointments and goodbyes. Whenever I left for college every year, it didn’t feel so final. I was always a quick drive away. As my BFF Meredith said, “Just knowing you’ve been one state over instead of seven or eight was really comforting.” And she’s totally right. It’s scary being that far away and not being able to just pick up and go home on a whim.
I came up last weekend, started work on Monday, and have loved every single second of it. I don’t really know what I’m doing when it comes to the subway, and I still don’t have an apartment. But dammit I love this city, and we are perfect for each other.
Get ready for weekend updates on my transition to becoming a New Yorker.
[Lead image via my Instagram! Follow @caitlincorsetti]
Caitlin is a graduate of the University of Alabama who has an obsession with cupcakes, coffee, and Harry Potter. She always has random fun facts and is now working for an awesome company in New York City. Follow her fabulous life @caitlincorsetti. You’re welcome!

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