On my way home. This daily 6 hour round trip commute to and from work is beginning to take its toll on me and this is only the beginning of the third week. My skin is getting extra dry and causing me to itch all over—it’s not pretty at all. Sounds terrible? Not quite.
Of all the corporate jobs I’ve experienced, this role I’ve taken on the first week of January has been the best. Not particularly because of the role itself but rather due to my great co-worker whose organization has made my job that much easier. This job is also leading me to many new things. I’m currently preparing for the road test to get my drivers license. Living in the city my whole life, catching a ride has never been a concern. Public transportation has been my homie and I’ve never been materialistic enough to want a car. But now as I commute daily to Mount Laurel, NJ Mondays-Fridays, wanting a car is not even of thought. I need a car. And that is not to drive from NYC to work, it is so that I can move out to Philadelphia!
My first instinct as soon as I was assigned to my client was not excitement. In fact I insisted to commute daily from the city. The thought of moving to The City of Brotherly Love was something new I didn’t want to welcome. First off, it’s ghetto. Second, it’s dangerous. Third, I know there exists a Chinatown right in the middle of the city but the Asian community is still lacking. But as I continue to experience this daily weekday commute, I rapidly warmed up to the idea of moving!
Besides my helpful co-worker linking me to affordable apartments in decent living areas of Philadelphia community, I feel a great sense of empowerment knowing I will be taking big steps placing myself right in the center of adulthood. And I will be doing this on my own. What that means is that ill be paying and financing my own car. I will be paying for my own apartment, my own furnishings. I will be taking care of my needs and responsibilities all independent from my mother as well as taking over some of hers too.
Though my bank statements are depressed each month, I must say this job has given me new motivation. I may complain and crank out from time to time because of exhaustion but if you think it’s worth it, it’ll keep you going.
Hello 2013! You’re lookin fine as hell.