AYYO! One Month Down! *insert happy dance*

I woke up this morning and went about my new usual routine. Wake up, get dressed, eat breakfast, check social media (trying to get out of that habit) when suddenly I looked at the date of my phone. Turns out, it has been exactly one month since we left Salt Lake City. When I saw this, I immediately smiled and thought how proud of myself I am for making this big change. Then I thought about how much I miss everyone back in Utah and Idaho. Then I thought a whole spew of emotions (which is basically my life right now) but ultimately, I am happy. I am SO SO happy here. It’s lonely at times, but then I realize it’s only been a month and there’s so much time to grow and build a community here. Somehow this month has seemed so long  yet has flown by at the same time. I didn’t post a blog post last week because I haven’t known what to write about. There’s just been so much going on that I don’t even know where to start! But now, I know what I want to say. I want to say, BOSTON IS THE BEST AND I GET WHY EVERYONE LIVES HERE.

This city is beautiful. As I watched the fireworks on the Charles a few days ago, I looked at the skyline and thought for the first time since being here how exciting it is that the skyline I was looking at is my home. Although I’m not technically a part of the skyline because I live on the outskirts of the city, it is a really cool feeling to know that you are a part of such a diverse, intruiging and amazing city.

In Salt Lake City, I always felt at home. Everything was familiar and I knew what to expect day to day. Being here now, every day is new. I’m constantly learning the ins and outs of this city. I’m slowly learning where the yummy food is, where to grocery shop vs. where not to, how to get around on the T… Basically everything I had mentioned concerns about a month ago. I recall that one of my other concerns was making friends. Well, I’m still working on that. Apparently making friends after college AND in a new state is fairly difficult. I’m just being patient and open to any opportunities that come my way. *insert internal pep-talk here* Actually, not even my own pep-talk… what’s running through my head on a daily basis is this video right here!  Please watch that video. It gives me joy daily. “I CAN DO ANYTHING!”

I also realized the other day that Boston isn’t actually that big. When comparing it to New York City, it’s a walk in the park… Literally, it’s like walking the span of Central Park. Upon this realization, the city became a lot more accessible and even more so, it became less frightening. I feel safe here. In downtown Salt Lake City, there were many times when I was working down there that I actually feared for my life due to the homeless community there. Walking around downtown Boston (while acknowleding that it is important to have street smarts and that danger is a thing) I have felt relatively safe AND the only thing scary ’round those parts are the tourists (please laugh, that joke is funny.)

Now, I won’t say that it’s been easy but I will say that in this past month, I have grown more than I ever thought could be possible. Plus, I’ve gone to the beach two weeks in a row now, which is almost more than my beach attendance for the past 22 years (almost 23! Yay birthdays!) From now on, my blog posts are going to be more frequent (hopefully!) and more about this city and the things that make it special to me as a new resident. I’ve already began to fall in love with this city and I can’t wait to share all the wonderful things that I find along the way.

With Loves, Nicole

Decluttering: a love hate relationship

When you look up moving advice on the internet, you see A TON OF ADVICE. I’m not even kidding you… apparently there’s are so many aspects of moving that I didn’t even think about before perusing the big wide interweb worlds. Looking up moving advice is like looking up your cold symptoms on WebMD. Stuffy nose, sore throat… all of a sudden, I’m convinced that I have some deadly disease caused by a rare insect in Lithuania. The other day, I googled “moving across the country advice” and man, was I in for a treat. From how to make sure your cat doesn’t freak out in the airport to how to label your boxes, Google has your back (although I’m pretty sure we already knew that.)

The advice that seemed to stay consistent from blogs to advice websites to ehow articles was that you MUST declutter your life to make a cross-country move easy. So, I took this to heart and said to myself “Minimalism is great. I can do this.” Now, don’t get me wrong. The concept of a minnimalist lifestyle is pretty great. A capsule wardrobe, living your life with intention, and so many other great enriching lifestyle changes. But I gotta be real here with you… It is not the lifestyle for me. NOT ONE BIT. After rummaging through and throwing out 5 big trash bags of clothes that I had in the basement from when I was twelve and beyond, I realized that I really needed to declutter. All those clothes? They’re in a pile ready to go to Deseret Industries.  Then I started on my room… *insert dramatic pause* I’M A HOARDER. I had pencil erasers from EIGHTH GRADE. EIGHTH GRADE WAS A LONG TIME AGO GUYS. LIKE A REALLY LONG TIME AGO. I had my old Motorola flip phone that I used in high school. Somehow I still felt an attachment to these random items like a headband that I hadn’t touched in 6 years. I found the most random stuff in my room that apparently upon my three separate moves to different houses in the area, not once did I think to DECLUTTER. And now, now I know. Now I trust the google monster who told me to declutter. After my realization of being a semi-functioning hoarder, I got down to business and after asking myself “Do I need this?”, a few hours later my whole room had only essentials and two larged trash bags filled to the max.

So, here’s my advice based on my personal experience if you’re looking to do some spring cleaning OR thinking about moving across the country on the fly. If you think for a second “Hm, should I keep this… I really could use this…” and it’s an item that’s been buried under your bed in a box within a box, throw it right in that trash bag. Now, if it has sentimental value but is just a picture or something and it’s not THAT important (ie not family heirlooms and what not) take a picture of it for digital records and then throw it out. Seriously though, my only piece of advice is that if you have to look at the item and try to recall why you still have it, you don’t need it. If it’s clothing that you haven’t worn in at least one year, don’t even think about keeping it. You don’t like it anymore and you don’t need it (the exception to this rule is nice fancy dresses that you would wear if you had somewhere to wear it). And… that’s it, I think. The rest of the items, you’ll know if you need it or not. I would definitely recommed keeping imporant things like basic life stuff… because I guess that’s important or something.

And with that, I must get back to packing. Our U-haul box thing is going to be here in t-minus 9 days and I have three boxes packed. Although due to my excessive decluttering process, I think there’s only a few boxes left to pack. *Self high five*

with loves, nicole