Walking through Target today, I saw all of the new fall clothes out and I was thinking about buying some of them for the upcoming cold weather. Except I don’t have to worry about any cold weather.
On Friday, I accepted a job at the New York Times Editing Center in Gainesville, Fla., and I’ll be moving down next week.
Cue the biggest sigh of relief I’ve ever had. I have a real job with real job things and I’ll be able to stop bumming off of friends and family. It feels fantastic. I’ll be designing for the international weeklies, which get distributed all around the world.
On the flip side, I’ll be leaving my girlfriend behind in St. Louis and relocating out of the Midwest, which I never really planned to do. But this opportunity came into my radar and I applied. They apparently liked me enough since they hired me, so I’m off to Gainesville.
Life threw this at me, and I’m stoked. Cheers, y’all.