Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Six years ago this week, I piled all my hot pink belongings into my little red Jetta and took off for sunny Southern California. At the time, I expected that I'd stay in Los Angeles for two years tops. And yet here I am six years later: writing about how I'm still here. Life is funny sometimes.
In the past 6 years, I:
Lived with 16 different roommates
Met, chased, and caught my husband
Had 6 different jobs (ranging from receptionist to Account Executive)
Finished my college degree... and then paid off that college degree
Carved my first pumpkin
Drank my first beer
Moved 6 times
Gained 20 pounds (hello, ice cream) then lost 20 pounds
Ate my first REAL taco
Stopped eating shrimp and going to Sea World
Finally got a Facebook account
Started this blog
Have been through more earthquakes than I can count
Re-defined my belief system
The entire time, I've had a love/hate relationship with this city. On one hand it's freakishly hot, run down, and filled with lots of vapid people. On the other hand it's diverse, trendsetting, and colorful. There's a crazy creative energy here that just makes life... exciting.
I don't think we'll be in LA forever (I still have dreams of a house with a big garden and chicken coup,) but while we're still here I've been finding myself getting sentimental. I really grew up and found myself in this city. And no matter where Zach and I go next in our adventure, LA will always have a special place in my heart.