I just updated my vision board to include this loft in NoHo. I hope I get it! Sent all the paperwork this morning!!
Ya it means big changes………but I think I’m ready. Everything in my life is good but not perfect. And now I have the opportunity to make it perfect. The gig (if it pans out,) will more than pay for this apartment and the life changes involved. If I don’t book this gig I still have enough to pay for the move.
I really like NoHo. Not everyone likes this area of LA but I do. And I’m sure the new people in my life will be happy with my decision. It’s a win win.
Tonight we are going to celebrate my daughter’s boyfriend’s birthday. I really hope he likes my gift. My daughter thinks he will. ;) I decided to give him his first passport. Does that sound funny? lol He had never traveled outside of the bay area until we took him to Lake Tahoe for two weeks. And like most people, after leaving your home town for that long you get bitten by the travel bug. He fell in love with Tahoe and learned so much about it after being there for two weeks. We had a lot of long talks on the beach about Europe, the United Kingdom, South America, the Caribbean, and of course the United States (NY, Hawaii, Alaska, and more.) My kids are so lucky that they started traveling so young so they have been all over the world many times over. They have had three passports or more each (when you are young they expire every 5 years.) But her boyfriend has never had a passport and he really wants to go to Europe with us next summer so……I thought I would pay for his first one. I went to the post office yesterday and picked up the application and last night my daughter and I went to TJ Maxx and picked out a really nice suitcase. I am going to put the application inside with a note for him to complete it and then I will mail it in for him. Yesterday while in the car we were telling him a funny story about something that happened to us in Rome and he said “wow you guys have had so many interesting adventures.” I looked at him in my rear view mirror. He was looking out the window at the streets of Oakland and I knew his mind was trying to visualize the streets of Rome. I told him warmly “Stick with us. We’ll get you there.”