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I’m so tired of this dance. Waiting and waiting…if you know me you probably know I’m extremely impatient. I hate waiting around for things and that is pretty much what we’ve been doing for the past three years. Waiting for our “real” lives to begin. Waiting for law school to be over so we can actually spend time together again. Waiting for us to both be employed so we can keep our heads above the water.
This waiting is the hardest part of law school for me. I know Wesley is enrolled, but this has been just as big a commitment for me, as any law school spouse will tell you. And New Orleans makes it even harder to get through every day.
If it’s not our shitty apartment breaking or the filth covering our cars and shoes, it’s the bi-polar weather and the nearly constant smell of garbage in the air. Don’t get me wrong, there have been some good things here: the history, the food and the festivals. But for me, the city has made an irreversibly bad impression from its complete mismanagement and political corruption to the rude, clique-ish residents/drivers and pock-marked streets/sidewalks. Even things that most people like – for instance, the slow pace of life – I find horribly annoying. I mean, I’ve got places to go and things to do, I don’t need to wait an hour for you to bring me my lunch check! Not everyone here is on vacation!
I cannot wait to start the next phase of our lives – whether it’s in the Nola ‘burbs or a whole new place. The hunt for a job is on, and Wesley has been searching all weekend. In this laid-back environment it’s hard to even get that going – I keep reminding him that we have a lot to get done and only four months left to do it in. Come May, it will be decision time – whether we’re ready or not. I can’t wait – it’s about time something moved fast around here.
[On a side note, we’re gearing up for another Mardi Gras – one of the few things I love about this city. A friend invited me to a craft party yesterday where I made this awesome wreath. I am pretty impressed with myself if I do say so, lol.]
One year ago today, I sat down and started this blog about the adventure I was beginning by moving to New Orleans with my boyfriend after graduating college.
On June 6, 2009, I had just earned my journalism degree and had a part-time job as a newsroom clerk (ie. mail distributor, newspaper archiver and one-story-a-week writer). I was casually looking for a job in New Orleans and majorly dreaming about coming-up escapades in Europe. And I lived with my best girlfriend in a wonderful apartment in a city full of my friends and fellow Gators fans.
Now, 95 posts and one year later, I finally have a full-time job as an editor after months of searching, hundreds (literally) of applications and three months of hell working at a restaurant in the Quarter. I’m dreaming of ever having enough money to pay my bills for the month and about my trip to Albuquerque in October to see my best friend and ex-roommate for only the third time since I’ve moved here.
[ It’s really something (awful) to go from living with your best friend to seeing them only twice a year. I can’t imagine how Kitten feels – my best friend also had a cat who lived with us for a year and grew up with Kitten. ]
Back then, I was thinking about joining a Mardi Gras Krewe to make friends in New Orleans, now I’m a Muse and I met most of my friends in town at the krewe gatherings.
A year ago, I said that Pensacola Beach was the whitest, most beautiful beach in the world. Now it’s being covered by oil.
It’s been a surprising, shocking, awful, amazing year and I’m glad that I have this blog to look back at this huge transition in my life and my first impressions of life after college in the Big Easy.
I didn’t realize how much I miss Gainesville until I watched the UF vs. CSU game last night. I miss the smell of football (torn up grass and barbecue), my friends and my school. And just school in general. I didn’t realize how much of my life I ran on deadlines until I didn’t have anymore deadlines to aim for. Most of all, I miss my roommates and Sisters.
We called my last apartment the Apartment of Secrets because…well…too much went on there that was not allowed to leave the walls. Instead of repeatedly telling people — and ourselves — that we were discussing something confidential, we just decided that everything that went on in our place was a secret. We had ninja cats and Gumby’s splurges, tv show marathons and tent construction. It was great — you wouldn’t understand.
At least I’ve finally started making a few friends here in Nola. I went to see All About Steve on Friday with a new friend and Gator grad. It was pretty cute but didn’t have the ending I would have wanted, being the hopeless romantic. We saw it at the Elmwood Palace 20, which is a huge step up from the Clearview Palace 12 in my opinion. I also think it’s interesting that all the AMC theaters here are called “palace;” I wonder if it was like that in Gainesville and no one knew… Before the movie, my friend and I checked out Sushi Brothers on St. Charles Street. It was good — check out my review in In & Around Uptown.
Also, this weekend was the Southern Decadence festival downtown right near my job. So, I got to walk through it every day on my way home from work. It was interesting to say the least; I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many drag queens in one place. But the music was good and the misters and sisters who came into the restaurant were — for the most part — really nice and friendly. Let’s just put it this way: no one was hiding any “secrets” in this crowd.
Today, Wesley and I went to Hana Sushi for dinner. It was pretty good and moderately priced, but didn’t offer the free Miso soup that Sushi Brothers did.
More (bigger) secrets to be revealed later this week — get excited!
Today went better than yesterday. We’re all done unpacking except for putting together the kitchen chairs.
We even got a chance to go on a walk around the neighborhood to Audubon Park!
Afterwards, we were looking for authentic New Orleans snowballs (or is it snoballs?) and ended up at Plum Street Snoball in Uptown. I’m not sure if they’re authentic, but they were delicious! I can already tell they’re going to be getting a lot of my money this year.
We also encountered a Brown Widow spider (yes, brown) in the living room earlier today — that was fun. Apparently, they are twice as poisonous as Black Widow spiders but they inject less venom in each bite. The more you know…
And last night someone got pulled over by the Nola cops in my front yard!
The adventures continue…
We got to New Orleans on-time and relatively unscathed today — however, we did lose a traveler on the way: my fish, GL, died when we got here.
It’s true that flushing GL wasn’t the best way to start off life in a new home, but at least he got to see it before he died.
We are about half un-packed and plan to have a fully-clean and normal-looking house by tomorrow night!
We already ventured out into the town a little bit by going to Langensteins grocery store to pick up a few needed items. I read that it’s locally owned and that’s great, but it was definitely priced much higher than Publix and didn’t offer any non-name-brand alternatives which stunk.
It may just be that I L-O-V-E Publix and am missing it already. I also miss Target — there isn’t one in the city limits of New Orleans!
It’s been a tougher move than normal, maybe because I’ve been moving my own stuff as well as spurring Wesley on to get his stuff together. (Actual scenario: I asked him to get his over-flowing garbage bags of clothes in the living room and put the clothes in them away. He did so by picking them up and placing them in the next room where I found them an hour later. Ugh!)
More trouble came when I started putting our kitchen table together. I got the table part done in about five minutes, but the first chair took an hour! We pretty much gave up and decided that could wait until tomorrow — bad idea, I know.
Going to bed (now that it’s put together and made, a process that will probably give me nightmares for weeks). More tomorrow — if I live until then.
Since I’m facing an eight-hour drive to New Orleans when I move in 29 days (!), I want to make a really awesome playlist for the drive over that will get me excited about moving to the Big Easy.
My first thoughts are the obvious genres of jazz or big band, but I’m looking for some more unique stuff, like maybe songs about New Orleans that aren’t necessarily jazz.
So far, this is what I have: Big River by Johnny Cash, Born on the Bayou by Credence Clearwater Revival, Boy from New Orleans performed by Louis Armstrong, Down in New Orleans by Steppenwolf, I’m Walking to New Orleans by Fats Domino, Mr. Tambourine Man by Bob Dylan and Pearl of the Quarter by Steely Dan.
As you can see, that’s not enough for the drive, but I’m still searching other blogs’ suggestions, like this funeral playlist. I also just found this forum on songs about New Orleans on the Nola Jazz Festival site.
As far as journalistic sources go, I found this really amazing NPR audio episode of All Things Considered entitled “The Spirit of New Orleans is in Its Music” and this Rolling Stone musical tribute to New Orleans created on the anniversary of Katrina.
If you have a favorite band that’s from New Orleans, a specific album you would recommend or music that just makes you think of Louisiana, please leave a comment.