NYC is becoming a reality.
The odds of my contract being renewed are slim and, even if it is, it would only be 3 to 6 months. So, even that would only be a delay. I’m not even concerned about pushing things off until closer to Spring, actually. M
oving to NYC in January? *shiver*
At present, the plan is to sell off most of my possessions, ship the rest east Thanksgiving weekend, finish off my contract while living in my stripped-down-to-nothing apartment through November 30, and then get on a plane on December 1.
From there, I’ll start job and sublet hunting from PA in December, since I can easily pop into NYC whenever I need to for job interviews, etc. After the holidays, I will make a concerted effort to move ASAP and start this new adventure.
To be honest, I haven’t really had much time to focus on the actual move, since I’ve been selling and purging so much lately. Pretty soon, the apartment will be stripped down to the essentials, most of the boxes packed, and I’ll have more time to think about things. Right now, there is always something else to do.
The most popular question, though, is also the one that never enters my mind: “So, you’re really moving to NYC?”
When I left my rent-controlled apartment in San Francisco and moved to the suburbs two blocks from work, in the middle of nowhere, that was when the decision to move to NYC was made. There’s never been a hesitation. Now, I’m just executing the plan. And it’s not like I ever really expressed any hesitation about moving to NYC.
I have some natural concerns, like what sort of employment I’ll find, but honestly, you could ask the same question if I stayed here. I’m about to be unemployed either way. I’m just deciding where to do it.
So, I have another month to queue things up. I figure that by early November, the move will be triggered or not, and I’ll know for sure whether I’m moving. And then it will just be schedules, plane tickets, craigslist postings, and all of that craziness. Or not. I plan to be well ahead of the curve.