Labor Day is tomorrow, which means summer is over in my book. While the temperatures are supposed to be in the 80s next week, Labor Day is the quintessential holiday signaling the beginning of a new season. In New York City, I've been told September is when everyone comes back from the Hamptons, all the kids return to school, and fashion week is upon us. Since I only lived in the city during the summer last year, I'm excited for fall in all its glory.
When I think about this summer, the word that comes to mind is transition. Graduating from FSU, moving back north, job searching, apartment searching, moving to the city, and starting a new job have all been major life changes that all happened in the span of about two months. Perks would include no more homework and a paycheck every other week. The weird part is this life being my "new normal."
Moving to the city has forced me to be far away from the majority of people I was close with for the past two years, and not being in school has given me a lot of free time to think about what I want to do and who I want to be -- which can be a little dangerous! Living in New York has always been "the dream," so I frequently ask myself what the next goal is now that I'm here. I've been in the process of working on a five year plan - not to be a total overachiever, but to feel like I have some sense of direction and purpose. I want to include the places I want to go, financial plans, some professional goals I'd like to hit, and a vision for what I want my life to be like in the next five years.
Before I think about where I'm heading, I like to think about where I've been. Although this summer has been a whirlwind, there are a few things I've been reflecting on and want to remember. I could probably write a blog post about each, but I'll spare us both and just make a list instead.
- Figuring out your finances might hurt in the short-term, but pays in the long-term.
- A little exercise every day makes you feel good. Too much might give you an injury.
- Quality over quantity. Always. Friends, furniture, food, goals, you name it.
- Having a fantastic relationship with your parents isn't dorky, it's something to be thankful for.
- We teach people how to treat us.
- Flying solo doesn't mean you're alone.
As much as transition can be uncomfortable at times, it's also when we grow the most. So as the season transitions, I'll be doing my best to lean into the discomfort as much as possible -- and I hope you do too.
Thanks for reading,