It’s a snowy snowy day and it’s been exactly one week since I came to this fine city. And when I move in to my new New York apartment, I’d like to say I’d have arrived. No, maybe when I get my first paycheck. Nah, still too cheesy. Technically it’s not my apartment yet, I have to go through some amount of bureaucracy to get anything done here which makes me miss Singapore a lot.
There are a lot of things here that don’t feel very first-world-ish to me. People who rave about this country and this city will never tell you that…
a cheque takes 5 working days to clear, or that
you can’t get a credit card no matter how big your salary is because you’re a foreigner and you need a credit history in the states. “So you had a platinum credit card. That don’t impress me much…” or that
incoming calls aren’t free ( that reminds me of South/South East Asia circa fifty years ago!), or that
3G is a relatively new phenomenon?
But I am not going to bitch too much right now because it’s not like I am crabby or anything. Yes, I am holed up in my hotel room, bored as hell, because it was snowing allllllllll day and allllllllll of last night and going anywhere or doing anything is a huge chore. I need to think long and hard about what I wanna have for dinner and whether it will be worth it getting out of bed to get it after all.
But let’s talk about my future apartment because I am so looking forward to moving into that little sanctuary. It’s a big (big enough for me anyway), spacious apartment with a granite kitchen and a marble bathroom, a living room, a dining area and a bedroom. It has FOUR closets!
The building has a pool and gym that I highly look forward to using given that I am astronomically overweight. It is worrying and I feel like I have the sex appeal of wet socks. Eating out daily these past few days hasn’t helped even though I barely eat and am hardly ever hungry what with all the jet lag.
As for New York shopping, well I am willing and able since I just received my first couple of advance checks. It was surreal to … own money after so long. And so I went to Bloomingdale’s and picked up a chocolate brown cashmere coat. It was 400$ and I didn’t mind because I thought it was pretty and soft and warm. But alas, I had to return it because the shoulders were too big for me. Size is going to be an issue here, ironically, because I am a small person by the standards here. The same for shoe size. And I am dangerously low on winter wear which is sold out everywhere. I have made my first online purchase for a pretty michael kors belt and a via spiga down jacket. I hope it is the right size because it will be totally irritating if I have to go more days in this blistering snowy weather with my weak-ass winter wardrobe.
But yes, there are other things that have caught my eye. Bloomingdale’s is huge and so are the online stores. I have taken a liking to Hype and am definitely making a purchase of one of their gorgeous bags very very soon. Just as soon as I adjust myself to having money again.
Like I said, it is absolutely surreal to be making money again. I feel validated and self-sufficient. I am not adjusted yet, I am being a bit stingy at times and can you blame me? I’ve been a very good girl these past few months (barring the escada and choo purchases). So yes, I am accounting for my expenses in a spreadsheet like I used to in the first 2 years of my work life right after university. I have also set a savings target for the end of year which I absolutely must achieve. It’s a recession and those savings are going to pay for my wedding a coupla years from now. Groan and moan, but we must grow up. Like I haven’t done enough of that in the past few years. I have way too many grey hair and wrinkles for someone my age.
And now it is 1.30 in the afternoon on a Tuesday and thanks to the powers that be, there is bright sunshine pouring into my room. The temperature has gone up to -6 degrees from -12 in the morning. So if you will excuse me, I will be off to the department stores to try out sweaters that I am in dire need of. Wish me luck.