Just living that New York dream.

Right now, I'm looking out at New York City from our rooftop terrace, drinking an ice cold coke and admiring the city lights while I think about how amazing this place is.

Just kidding.

I'm laying on the bottom bunk (yes, you heard right) of our overpriced hotel bed waiting for the (insert expletive here) internet signal to disconnect again. We don't have a view (unless you count the brick wall I can touch from our window), but we do have a shared bathroom and a 10" flat screen TV with cable so that's almost as exciting. 

While I'm sure your imagination is running wild, here's some visual entertainment for you:

We do have a sink across from the bunk bed latter, which is overall very convenient because who doesn't want to brush their teeth from a latter?

If you'd like to know how to move across the country in two weeks, start a new job, and pay too much in hotel bills because you were naively unaware of how difficult and expensive it would be to find a shoebox of an apartment, then you're talking to the right person.

This 'adventure' has been nothing short of adventurous. When we got here last Saturday, our friends Bryce and Laura generously let us overtake their entire living room with an air mattress that we semi-consciously purchased at a bed bath & beyond after our red eye flight. Not only did they feed and house us, they did it for a whole week. Let me just tell you, that is a considerable square footage sacrifice for any New York apartment. We could not be more lucky and grateful for such wonderful and generous friends!. Not to mention our entire life is crammed into four extra large suitcases which were also strewn about their living quarters- a complete aesthetic nightmare if you will, but they couldn't have been more gracious and kind about the entire situation. We are way too blessed in the friend department.

My first week of work has been great, just the typical 'I'm new and have no idea what I'm doing or where to find any post-it-notes' kind of week. Basically, I design multimillion dollar apartments, and we are homeless. Irony at its best.  

The good news is that we finally found an apartment last week (hallelujah- miracle!) and have just been trying to get our ducks in a row before moving in (aka still trying to wrap our heads around the brokers fee we'll have to pay) which will hopefully happen this week! 

The miracles, blessings, and stories we have to tell from these past couple of weeks will keep our future children entertained for days, I'm sure. The best stories are the ones you never expected to tell, and right now our lives consist purely of the unexpected.

 If nothing else, at least this will be entertaining.