washington square park

i just have to be sappy for a moment, if you'll indulge me. there are moments since i started my new job at mt. sinai when i have to step back and realize just how blessed i am and how lucky i've been in the last few months. work was slow the other day, so i went and read some back issues of the good ol' reluctant receptionist, and i came across an entry i wrote a few days after terry and i broke up. i was just coming out of being totally flabbergasted and was making a plan of what to do next, since i obviously wouldn't be moving to chicago. here's a direct quote of the plan i came up with:

1. work at johns hopkins (where i've just been offered a promotion) for another year, and save as much money as is humanly possible while still managing to buy expensive clothes and eat expensive meals (check! and i definitely was able to buy expensive clothes and eat expensive meals. yay baltimore.)
2. early next year start looking for a job somewhere like columbia, nyu, or mt. sinai (sure, i didn't quite get the sinai job myself [thanks, off-site statistical coordinating center!], but hello. getting a job at mt. sinai. check!)
3. strongarm, coerce, or trick amanda sidebottom into moving from her parents' house in fairfield, connecticut to new york city to be my roommate (even though she's there four nights a week, check!)

what i'm saying, readers, is that going back and reading through some of the posts i wrote when i was in the wake of my breakup with terry, coming up with this completely impossible plan, reiterates for me just how lucky i am. and, that with planning and dedication and the blind stupidity to move to new york city without a job, it's totally do-able. and i'm not even living in a cardboard box in washington square park, licking the mayonaise off burger king wrappers for food. yet.