Guess what? I’m going the New York City this weekend. Can I get a “what, what?!”
And with that said, I should probably pack my bag instead of writing a blog post about how I still need to pack. I don’t really have much planned besides attending 3 (THREE!) of Mariah Carey’s Christmas shows. Because, yes, I am spoiled. Two of them will be nosebleed seats. One will knock my socks off.
Last time I was in NYC, I did the Sex and The City tour, which was pretty fun. I also scored a free tour for the next time I’m in town, so I’ll be redeeming it this weekend. I thought I’d try something different. So I’m doing a Holiday Lights and Movie Site Tour. Other than that I have no plans besides eating. And drinking. And stalking Mariah Carey.
I know I should be super, duper excited. And I will be as soon as I land in NYC. I promise. But as I was strolling through Target earlier today with a Starbucks drink in my hand trying to figure out what travel size skin and hair products I want, I felt kind of like the holiday Grinch.
Last week I was unexpectedly laid off from my job. I received a phone call one day with a “tomorrow is your last day” message and that was that. No thank you. No we appreciate you. No apology for giving you mixed signals and giving you a bunch of work at the last minute and asking you to work overtime.
None of that kindheartedness.
I’m not sure why I was so shocked. I kind of knew that a random lay-off was a possibility from the day I started. But when you’re with a company for X amount of months and have several ongoing projects, you kind of hope that you’re treated with the same respect you provide them.
I’m not exactly sure if that’s why I was feeling like the holiday Grinch or if it was something else. Because this whole week I’ve kind of been enjoying not spending my time going to a job that pretty much sucked 85% of my energy. I’ve been working-out more and dragging myself to cafes and writing and I’ve even started writing a book. I know, right? It’s like I don’t even know who I am anymore!
Then all of a sudden I’m strolling through Target and I get that Grinch feeling.
It’s cool though. Because I will be seeing my favorite singer live (yet again) and if anyone can put me in the Christmas spirit, it’s Mariah. I also have exciting travel plans coming up early next year, soon to be announced.
But for now I’m off to NYC. Because Mariah Carey waits for no one.
Oh, and I still need to pack my bag.