After a beautiful three weeks in Manhattan Beach California of creating captivating memories with my family and friends, I was shocked at the pick up pace I'd forgotten about here in NYC.
While in LA my days consisted of running on the beach, tanning on the beach, going out to eat with friends and family, seeing movies, enjoying company over coffee, in the car, or at a Fro-Yo place. I got to chill at a few bars, go out dancing, re-connect with friends outside the town, and reconnect with old friends inside the town. Basically each day i woke up at whatever time i wanted and my only plan was to enjoy those around me, whomever they may be~ and be intentional about who i spent my time with. My days glided peacefully through the hours with laughter, thoughtful conversations, and the simply joy of sharing company with those i love. As i said my goodbyes, i honetsly held back tears to each person i parted with. The trip was too good to let go of- but for right now, I'm still in school and have my responsibilities to attend to. So off i fly!
The day after i fly in I'm up. Going through mail, paying bills, and getting ready for work! I throw un a pair of jean shorts and a flowy tank and my sandals...look in the mirror...and realize whoa- i'm so not in LA this is NOT going to work for meeting with the wedding clients and my boss. Undress. Black slip, Red dress, ankle flats, and makeup--there's the other Manhattan Girl I'd been storing for three weeks. As i do 12 things at once (perfume, brushing teeth, texting my bosses, finding money) i scramble out of my appt and run into Cafe Reggios for some iced coffee...Then off to the subway!
I make it down the subway steps only to learn that in my scramble, apparently NYC had an earthquake and i was such a spaz getting my life together i didn't even feel it! but the subway did. All the card machines were down. It was cash only and i had to get uptown by 3:00 p.m. to meet our client for a wedding this saturday. It was 2:40pm LUCKILY since i'd been used to saving my quarters for the Manhattan Beach parking i was able to collect exactly 2.25 in change. I"M OFF!
I get off the subway and call my boss because she's not so hot on the fact there was an earthquake here in the city...well the whole city was actually "pretty shook up over it" wha wha wha.... But i had to call her to see if she was still able to meet me. As i'm talking to her i'm trying to find the Random House Inc. to meet with our client... ugh i realize i went the wrong way~ turn around and try to casually act like i'm not running in a silk red dress, with my phone in hand, on the upper west side. SOOOO Dorky!
I make it in right on time and pick up what i need. Then back in a cab to go all the way down town and pick up 5 boxes of more wedding gear. I talk to my cab driver about waiting for me and then going one more stop because the boxes were gunna be big and heavy. He assures me its fine. I'm texting my bosses, friends, peers at school, trying to get reconnected with my life back here by answering the 8 million texts i hadn't responded to while reviewing the other 8 million emails i'd received. Plus all of Manhattan was in a cab in fear of the earthquake so traffic was pretty fun.
We pull up down town and my cab driver changes his mind, "so actually im not gunna be able to wait for you- sorry"...a...more like sorry NOT SORRY! I get out of the cab and go to pick up these boxes. Once i get there the concierge has NO idea what i'm talking about...K great...we find someone who does- they hail me another taxi and i start crawling my way down to my last stop to put the wedding totes together. I get down there and start carrying the really large boxes by myself down to the complex. No help from the driver...womp and start setting them in the doorway. THEN THE SECURITY GUARD COMES OUT AND SAYS..." you can't bring these boxes in they're too big. you need a permit". a WHAT?! i tried being smiley and kind and explaining with her that they are going up to my boss and they're not a delivery i just simply am coming out of a taxi with them...she wouldn't have it.
Luckily my boss arrives- we call the appt. manager and get them up into the room. I unpack the boxes and start assembling the totes while trying to connect with her darling children I'd missed all summer. Quite the balancing act! I'm tying and stuffing, typing and stuffing and then my boss get's a message from our client...there's another box she had forgotten to send down. WHEW! So i finish the bags then get on the subway back to where i just came from to pick up the extra box.
Have you noticed i haven't eaten yet today? yeah i was getting SUPER tired.
I get the boxes, hop back in another cab and back to my Bosses place. We finish up the details and pack the bags into her car for the morning delivery. I was rushed and excited over the day, and was having so much fun being on my feet and being useful i didn't even notice all the little halts throughout the day. I did notice that i was starving! I get back on the subway and make it to my roommate's work at 7:40 pm. And finally begin to replenish my self with a spinach/tofu/tomato/avocado/artichoke/cucumber with lemon squeezed for dressing salad. But once 8 o'clock hit... I was back on the subay uptown to go do a musical theater workshop with the composer and lyricist Carner and Gregor to work a song.
I'm trying to warm up on the subway and review the lyrics i hadn't touched all day- praying they would still be there from the brief time i worked on the song in CA. Off the subway- to the rehearsal space-and I work on their beautiful song with them as well as hear a young man my age work on another song of theirs. His song (Stay Awhile) instantly connected to my heart and i got pretty sappy... the lyrics, "what's your hurry pretty girl? Its perfect here, so stay a while"... I'd been hurrying all day and the words of a boy saying "pretty girl" brought up a recent memory that flooded my heart with butterflys.
I began my song (Shoulders down) and instantly connected again. It was amazing! I love singing, and acting, and using my artistry with complete passion. The lyrics that most resonated, "And it's a little bit scary to take the leap but it's sure to be a killer view. who knew? That i could feel so free! I'm living my potential now, it's time to put these skills to use. And we'll write out own destinies. It's time. So i'm peeking out of my hiding place. I got my four inch heels and my best attempt at grace. These are precious years, that we can't replace, so i'm stepping out for a while! And we're heading off to go on the town. I'm not even gunna try to hold back my smile as I begin feeling bold. and i let my shoulders down." And that is exactly what i did.
I finished my song, chatted a little bit, then hopped back on the subway downtown to my cozy little apartment and let my shoulders down. I grabbed some Goat's milk frozen yogurt that was mexican vanilla and pink rose pedal flavored with my Best friend and settled into the night. What a day, what a NYC city day! It's surely not my beach town anymore- but this energy is just as powerful for God's kingdom as the crashing of the waves back home.
I hope I can marry my loves for both coasts...i dunno how i'd ever pick just one. I'm in love with them both. I'm just a Manhattan to Manhattan kind of girl...
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