That One Girl Named Kate

New York Here I Come

My names Isabel, I'm 25 and I am finally getting myself out of this town. I've lived in a small town in Wisconsin my whole life, it's so small it's not even worth naming. We only have one gas station, one restaurant that only serves ice cream and pizza, a library that nobody goes to, a few banks and a gun store. The only thing to do around here for fun is drive around the back roads going way too fast with the radio way too loud.

But today I'm getting out of here. It took me awhile to decide where I wanted to run off to but after much consideration I decided I'd go to New York. I found myself two jobs up there so I thought I might as well give it a try.

Starting in two weeks I'll be working in an office as an assistant on Mondays Wednesdays and Friday's. Taking phone calls and running coffee orders. Classic assistant stuff. But on Tuesday's and Thursday's I'll be working as a barista at a small coffee shop, called The Bean, across from my new apartment building.

I've already said goodbye to my parents so I'm ready to go. I've packed my tiny blue car with all of the stuff I could. All of my furniture is being shipped to my apartment on Wednesday which means I'll be sleeping on an air mattress until then. I hop into my car and take one last look at my house before pulling out of the driveway and heading out for the road.

5 hours down, 12 to go and I'm already exhausted. I've gone through every song on every playlist at least twice and I need to pee. Unfortunately I'm in the middle of Illinois and there's no gas station for another 10 miles.

10 hours down, 7 to go. I've reloaded on snacks and I pounded a 5 Hour Energy drink at my last gas station stop. New York here I come.

I made it. I stumbled out of my car that I finally parked into my assigned parking spot in my parking garage. This is all so surreal. I've never lived in an apartment building let alone an apartment building with its own parking garage. I decided that I would unpack my car later and for now Id just grab my air mattress and a change of clothes.

I made my way to the elevator and double checked my phone to make sure I ended up on the right floor. I pressed the 5 and the doors slowly closed in front of me.

I stepped off the elevator and looked up and down the hallway. I had no idea which way to go. I must have made 3 trips up and down the hall before realizing that my apartment was right in front of the elevator. That was probably the dumbest moment I've ever had.

I reached into my purse and pulled out my brand new set of keys that I had picked up from the office before getting on the elevator.

When I walked in I was amazed the floors were hardwood and the kitchen was gorgeous. I had only seen this place in pictures. I set my stuff down and wandered around my new place. The living room had a large window that looked out onto the street where I could see the coffee shop I'd be working at.

I think this will be a fun adventure.