Oh, the Places You'll Go!
I'm moving to California. Yup, I figured the direct, rip the band aid off approach would be best. To Los Angeles' Venice Beach area to be specific, only a block away from the sand. I'll also be living with my boyfriend, who I met here on a subway platform but he moved out there two months ago (read more). It was on the E line stop, 52nd Street, in case you were wondering. I have a job there already too, its with my former PR agency's LA branch. And remember several months ago a fortune teller told me that she saw the west coast as a positive place for me and that was without me asking her that question, she just randomly said it.
Now, to address some of your concerns about When Tara Met Blog, a reader (like you) interviewed me:
Reader: Will you still blog?
Tara: Hell yeah, it has become too important to me to just stop and I hope to take you all along for the ride with me.
Reader: What will you write about now that you'll be on the West Coast?
Tara: Good question reader. The same stuff as I write about here, my observations about relationships and people, the places I visit, restaurants I eat at, films I see and the crazy stuff that happens to me along the way. Just minus the crowded subway stuff, but I'm sure now I'll have driving issues instead. It will be about me being transplanted to LA - with stories of the coast to coast differentials and of course my activities like it is now.
Reader: But you love NY!
Tara: I do, and it's going to be hard to say goodbye to "the City," but I won't really be saying goodbye because I'm a NYKer and I'm taking that with me. Plus, I'll probably come back eventually and of course will be visiting my family and friends here. Years ago, I went to live in London for 6 months and I didn't know anyone and that was a great experience, I'm hoping this will be the same.
Reader: Will you be able to sleep in a bed that's not 6 inches from the ceiling or located above your kitchen?
Tara: Hmm I've been asking myself the same question. It's definitely going to be a challenge not living in a bitchen. I'm very worried I might get lost in all that extra storage space.
Reader: Will you get a car?
Tara: Yes, I'm looking into leasing options now, I'll blog about my final choice and process. I have no idea what I'm doing. I was given my Mom's 91 Honda accord in high school when she got a new Volvo and then I was living in the City where a car wasn't needed so doing all the paper work and getting insurance should be interesting.
Reader: Near the beach, hmm, does this mean we get to see more bikini pictures?
Tara: Possibly, definitely some roller blading shots at least.
Reader: Are you going to be a vegetarian now and blog about Tofu?
Tara: I may be leaving the Meat Packing District but not my taste buds. I'm such a carnivore it's not even funny and you know I don't eat vegetables.
Reader: Will you be boring and uncool now that you're in a relationship?
Tara: Well, I've been in one for a few months now, have you been bored? Don't answer that. Besides this blog, I started a
MySpace page as well to keep you all updated even more, shoot that just negated me trying to be cool, didn't it?
Now for some wise advice from Dr. Seuss for anyone trying something new and embarking on an adventure:
"Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You're off to Great Places!
You're off and away!
You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.
You're on your own. And you know what you know.
And YOU are the guy who'll decide where to go.
You'll look up and down streets. Look 'em over with care.
About some you will say, "I don't choose to go there."
With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,
you're too smart to go down any not-so-good street.
And you may not find any
you'll want to go down.
In that case, of course,
you'll head straight out of town.
It's opener there
in the wide open air.
Out there things can happen
and frequently do
to people as brainy
and footsy as you.
And when things start to happen,
don't worry. Don't stew.
Just go right along.
You'll start happening too.
OH!
THE PLACES YOU'LL GO!" (Full text)
Links: New York Magazine's guide to Los Angeles and 24 Hours in LA
Posted by Tara
at 11:59 AM PDT
Updated: Wednesday, September 13, 2006 12:55 PM PDT
So apparently 2-to-3 day Priority Mail means the post office will aim to get your stuff there in two to three days. They will try their "best," but there isn't a guarantee. Thus, even though you shell out the extra $$ for priority mailing your stuff can technically take up to two freakin weeks to get there. 
So of course just when I'm leaving, I find my favorite cupcake spot in Manhattan.