I went to New York….again. This time was different. In November I submitted an audition video to work at a new attraction in New York City. I was thrilled when they called and offered me the position. Even more exciting- my friend,J,got the same offer! We were going to be roommates, and more importantly, we would be New Yorkers! I spent November and December searching for apartments, creating budgets, and shopping for sweaters and boots. Basically doing my favorite pastime: planning. Orientation was scheduled for the week of January 7th. I arranged for a plane ticket, a place to stay and dialysis for the week.
I was so excited to be moving to a city with so many opportunities. My plan was to apply for another part time job, and use my free time to audition. One day leading up to my big trip, I was eating rice and beans (for my fellow kidney patients: not great for dietary restrictions. Most beans are high in potassium. However, Chipotle is delicious. Make good choices). I felt something CRUNCH! A chunk of my back tooth had come out. Recently I’d been grinding my back teeth, and clenching my jaw. Why was I so stressed out (sarcastic voice)? My first thought was what would happen if I was in NYC? I need to be in a situation where I can afford dental work! But in typical Krystle fashion I said “This is fine.”
Late December, I received a call saying that the attraction’s hours had changed. There would be way fewer workable hours. This is fine. I just need to be even more diligent in searching for jobs. No big deal. I had my three sweaters and two pairs of boots. There was no turning around now. My friend J and I were meeting up to shop and talk about our trip. We had three more weeks to secure an apartment. On my way to meet up….CRUNCH! Another tooth!?! This time a completely different tooth, one closer to the front, had completely broken off. This felt like a sign. Not a cute sign either. There was now a noticeable gap in the side of my mouth. After I called my mom crying, I called J. I told him I wasn’t coming today, but what I really meant was “I’m not .going to New York.”
When I have a tough decision to make, I like to first pray about it. Then I close my eyes and imagine that I’ve made decision A. Next I envision how I feel if I’ve made decision B. I choose whichever one gives me the most peace. What would give me the most peace is if I stayed in Tampa (for now). However, I’d already planned on going to NYC for orientation/rehearsal week. So like I said, I went to New York again. This time it was different. I tried to have the mindset of ‘what if you lived here?’ during the whole trip. Here’s a list of things I did/discovered.
1.) I saw Choir Boy. It was incredible! First of all I was in the second row—I LOVE good seats. Such an amazing, thought-provoking story. The music was mostly Negro spirituals which was unique, familiar, and beautiful all at once. There were moments for laughing and crying throughout.
2.) I got to see the Christmas Tree at Rockefeller Plaza!
3.) Umm…New York is kinda cold. Even with my thrift store sweaters….There was a day in the 20s, and I felt like someone had slapped me in the face.
4.) I was able to reconnect with old friends and even met some new ones.
5.) I would rather walk/Uber/Lyft then take a subway. Turns out I get a little anxious when I have to transfer trains alone.
6.) I ate some tasty things
a. Genovese Pizza (pesto, parmesan, ricotta, cherry tomatoes) at Fornino in Brooklyn
b. Hot honey fried chicken and apple cinnamon waffle at Sweet Chick in Brooklyn
c. Sheppard’s Pie at Mulligan’s
d. Croissant Bagel at The Bagel Shop in Brooklyn
7.) I can do anything (we all can!), but I shouldn’t do everything. Timing is everything. I was bummed about not being able to take this opportunity, but things aren’t over for me. This year, I’m going to keep listening to my gut. Good things are coming!