Adjusting To "Different" City Life

Hey everyone.

I had to take a much needed break from social media, and posting because it was getting a bit excessive but, I wanted to take some time to write down some thoughts and share some new experiences that I've had while living in a "different" city.

So about 3 months ago I wrote a blog about me adjusting to city life.

That was about my short stay while living in Houston, living with my sister, her husband and two crazy kids and just adjusting to a much bigger city than where I am from.

Although short lived, I have learned more than anyone that EVERYTHING happens for a reason.

And that short experience brought me to the wonderful world of San Antonio.

Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would end up here.

The area, yes, because I love the Hill Country and honestly Austin, has always been my main goal, but maybe I am falling in love with San Antonio.

Or really I think I am just falling more in love with myself and all that I've accomplished, and even better... where I am going to end up, wherever that may be.

My life got a little hectic for a minute there, we won't go into all the details but let's just say, I tried something it didn't work, I tried something else, I wasn't happy, so here I am, took a crazy crazy chance, and here I am in a new city, in a totally different career field, out here on the grind.

But I am loving my new found career, my never ending drive to refuse to fail at something, and just taking it all in of a new city.

I have only been here a few weeks and I feel like I am already starting to get used to where things are.

I can't lie, I was scared shitless moving here.

A place I had been to only a handful of times before moving here.

But sometimes we are placed in front of amazing opportunities and we can either run from it because it's something so brand new, or we can embrace it, take a chance, and go for it.

I don't miss College Station, I miss the familiarity of things, where everything is, how quick it takes me to get to Target and Rue 21.

Which by the way I haven't seen a Rue 21 here yet but let me tell you, if there isn't one close to me I think I am going to be heartbroken!

Upon making my decision to move here, I can't lie... a huge reason was music.

I want to see as much live music as my little heart will let me.

I like to call myself a "professional concert goer''.

One thing about leaving home was to try new things, to change things I've been wanting to change, and really focus on myself and what I want.

One big thing I was tired of was always ending up at a bar somewhere until 2 am.

The thing about Houston was that I would go have happy hour drinks after work, and be home by 8-9pm.

I like that.

I'm 29 and there's really no reason to be out until 2 am every night.

But I love live music and the cool thing about places out here is you can go out to a concert, have a good time and be home well before midnight.

See, there's nothing wrong with that.. it's called adulting.

Also, the food.

I haven't even begun to try all the amazing food there is to be had but boy am I excited.

Uber eats might be the best thing since Uber, and let me tell you, last night I tried a Chinese place I won't be trying again because I wasn't a fan of their fried rice. haha.

And then there's the scenery.

Have you SEEN the sunsets out west?

HOLY CRAP?

I told someone I was from Bryan, Tx and they said oh that's East, Tx.

HAHA, not even close.

And this isn't really West, Tx but let me tell you, it's West for me and gosh, it is gorgeous out here.

But all in all, as scared as I was moving here, as very few people that I know here, I don't miss home. I miss familiarity, and I think that's natural because it's something we are so used to.

But sometimes we have to fully let go of something we held on to for so long to allow something so great right in front of us have their chance.

I remember being in Katy, missing home, wanting to go back, feeling like I left my heart there, because in a way, I did.... but now that I am out here, it's quiet, I don't know where shit is... weirdly enough, I don't miss home.

I love coming home after a long day and just watching tv, cleaning and just kind of letting it all soak in. I drive around and get familiar of where things are too. I just need to find me some sushi, and some good tacos and I think I will be good. And there's a concert I want to go to in two weeks that I need to make a friend or two fso I don't have to go alone. Haha.

But this move is good.

My heart needed this.

Life has a crazy way of leading us to places we never thought we'd end up.

Anyway, when I was in Houston I got a membership to a gym there that isn't too far up the road here... so I am about to go see what that's about.

And even though I am not/will not be posting as much as I was, stay tuned for my book, still hoping to have it released by Christmas!

Until next time friends....