“Change is good and healthy…”

And now for my belated intro (more on the belatedness of it in a moment). My name is Rachel and I just moved from NYC, my hometown, to Seattle about a month ago. All together now–“So, Rachel what brought you here?” (I get that question at least once a day).
The truth is, I’m not really sure what brought me here. Life in NYC was good but seeming sort of stagnant, it was that time of year where it starts getting unbearably hot and the smell of urine is unavoidable, I had just graduated from college and there was nothing holding me back…so I just said “What the hell?” And here I am.
Seattle has been good to me. I found a job (crappy though it may be), a place to live, a lot of nice people. That said, I miss home a whole lot. I am prone to attacks of “In NYC we do things like THIS and it’s BETTER.” In fact, I feel one coming on right now!
The reason I have not posted until today is that I have had no internet for the past week. It was supposed to get turned back on today. But that has not happened. Why? Well, that’s a good question but also one that I have no answer to. My landlord, who is nice enough to give me and my roommates free internet has upgraded his service, but something went awry.The ISP is blaming the phone company, the phone company is blaming the ISP–I just don’t get it. Seriously, in NYC if you denied someone a service for TWO weeks and couldn’t even give them an actual explination as to why this was happening…well, there would be death threats and gore and a lot of foul language.
I mean, whatever, it’s just the internet, I’ll live. But the whole occurence has made me aware of something–NYC has turned me into a spoiled brat. New Yorkers basically have the mindset of cranky five year old children–we want what we want when we want it (and the time we want it is usually NOW!). Now that I’m here, I have 23 years of bad habits to unlearn.
So, I guess living in Seattle is already teaching me some sorely needed lessons. No, I can’t have a gin and tonic at 4:00 AM (not in a bar anyway), and I can’t go for pierogis right afterwards. I can’t choose from a plethora of delivery menus the next day when I emerge from my hangover craving Chinese, or Mexican, or Thai, or Japanese, or Pan-Asian Vegetarian, or Indian, or–well, you get the idea. I can’t have everything I ever might need all within a two block radius of my house. But I mean, maybe that’s okay. Maybe that’s better than okay, maybe it’s a good thing. I mean, maybe people really aren’t meant to eat pierogis at 4:30 in the morning.
Or I don’t know, maybe they are. Until I figure it out, I just keep repeating the same old mantra “Change is good and healthy, change is good and healthy, CHANGE IS GOOD AND HEALTHY!”

3 Comments so far

  1. Chris B (unregistered) on July 9th, 2004 @ 6:58 am

    Change is a pain in the ass and hurts like hell… but it beats stagnation and is invariably worth it in the end. That’s my experience in moving from the Midwest, anyway :)
    Welcome to Seattle.


  2. Rachel (unregistered) on July 10th, 2004 @ 1:36 am

    Well, whether this change will end up being worth it for me is yet to be seen, but here’s hoping so!
    And thank you!


  3. esher (unregistered) on November 3rd, 2005 @ 10:08 pm

    Welcome to Seattle, I was born and raised here and there are some things I know.
    If you don’t ask for help you won’t get it (that comes from long lines of Nordic and Asian parents)
    If you ask for help you will be inundated with people who not only will help you, but do everything short of moving in to make sure your’e ok.
    I’ve left here, I’ve lived in Boston and Orlando. Seattle is just different.
    Ericka



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