JFK ---> SFO

Yes. I'm moving. Again.

Not long ago, I packed my bags, said goodbye to Baton Rouge as I headed off to NYC. I fell in love with the city and I knew from the second I stepped off the plane that I was where I was meant to be. No question.

After about 2 months in the city, I received the call from a former employer with an amazing job offer. The only problem is that it's 2,905.5 miles away...in San Francisco. After much deliberation, I decided that the best thing to do at this point in my life was to move. I came to the conclusion that NYC isn't going anywhere and I can always come back if SF doesn't work out. 

Regardless, my bags are once again packed and ready to go. My oh my.

1 comment:

  1. SF is my favirite place on earth. Hope you love it. Good luck to you!