The way the universe works ...

Chill out, Thyda. Chill. Out.

I have an uncanny ability to make not so stressful situations stressful. I can't really understand it myself so this is not something I can easily explain.

Move across country - check. Learn the streets of San Diego and become an official resident - check. Land a job - check. Move to LA for the job - not quite there yet.

I've been going at a 100 miles per hour since I've landed in Cali - can't seem to just relax and always on edge.

I'm a trained Change Agent and yet I am having the hardest time accepting and adapting to change. Go figure.

Why can't things just be easy? I find myself saying that a lot these days but I don't seem to realize that many things HAVE fallen into place and I've accomplished most of what I set out to do here in the last couple of weeks. Why am I such a crazy, controlling, perfectionist?

Truthfully, I can't sit still and it's tough trying to shut my mind off. Most people would enjoy the time off but me, I simply can't. I'm a planner, a doer, it's just how I function. I must be part of something, contribute to a larger cause and yes all of that will come but not quick enough. I need things to just happen, like finding the most perfect little place in LA.

This past weekend Chris and I went apartment hunting. Exciting, yes? No. It was the most grueling and exhausting experience ever! I've never rented before. After college I got on board with a fortune 50 company and immediately became a home owner. House hunting is somewhat different from apartment hunting, oh and the hunt being in LA didn't help much either.

Poor Chris, he had to put up with a very stressful me. When I'm stressed I get so completely frustrated and frazzled that any sudden movement or words will trigger a tude - not a good look. When I'm at this state just stay clear and let it pass.

The rental market in LA is huge. It's saturated with people from all over moving in and out that units go so quickly. Literally, you blink and it's taken. So even though the sign outside says Now Leasing call this # doesn't mean they have any units left. That is IF they answer the darn call!

Frustrating.

Location, location, location. The better the location, the higher the rent.

After awhile you start to get over the sticker shock. Even some of the run down apartments are asking for $1200 + a month for a 1 bed 1 bath unit. Um. Yea. Crazy. Pat said it best "You're not in Mooresville anymore, Thyda!" No kidding. Well played on the Wizard of Oz comparison - very fitting ;)

Great things came out of the hunt this weekend so it wasn't all stressful. I have a better understanding of where we'd like to live, what suits us and what doesn't. We drove around many different neighborhoods, did some research and talked to a few people... so all in all, it was a good trip. Yes, part of me was hoping to fall in love with a place, it happens to be move-in ready and I would sign papers this weekend; going back to San Diego knowing I've locked in on an apartment. I'm just crazy like that because when I want something to happen, I typically want it to happen now. Naturally. So it didn't happen that way and I'm okay with that.

I'm thankful that I've come this far and truly believe that things will continue to fall into place. It just has to. I believe the more steps you take the more the universe will conspire to assist you.

So on that note I'll leave you with the crazy things we see on the road. This is terrible but Chris and I like to play a little game called "Black, Mexican or Asian". Can you guess? ;)

transitions, transitions

I hope you had a great Easter. Ours was nice. We had a picnic at the park and enjoyed an incredible view of San Diego.

Easter weekend brunch was pretty fantastic too. We went to this place called the Tractor Room in Hillcrest (if you've seen any of my Instagram or Facebook posts you've notice that I butchered the name several times - just couldn't get it right).

I had the lamb scramble with goat cheese, sun-dried tomatoes and basil. It came with potatoes and fruit. Chris had the ginormous peach

and brown sugar flap jacks with a side of eggs and sausages. Talk about a breakfast of champions. We could barely put a dent in it. There was just way too much food, even for Chris to finish and that's saying a lot.

Nonetheless, it was quite enjoyable and I highly recommend it if you're ever in the area. We sat outside on the patio and did some people watching. Hillcrest has some interesting residents to say the least. It's a cool spot and high on our list of places to live in the Diego.

Speaking of places to live ...

Who moves across the country just to move again to another city? Me. It hasn't even been a month yet and I'm already preparing for another move. This one, not so huge and pretty mandatory.

I recently accepted a job offer but their corporate office is located in Pasadena. I start

at the end of the month (woo hoo) so we're on a hunt for an amazing apartment (just not in Pasadena).

My main focus this week was to get a California driver's license and register my tags. What a long (and expensive) process that was. Let's just say I'm glad it's over and done with. Now the wait begins.

After my trip to the DMV I decided to search for the nearest nail salon. My shellac nails after 3 weeks looked a hot mess and was in dire need of a fresh coat.

It's unlikely not to find a nail place, no matter where you are in the states, there's always one close by and of course I found one that suited my needs.

I recently started using Shellac and now I can't stop. For one, it lasts forever (forever being 2 to 3 weeks - that's an eternity for polish) and two, it's not something I can just remove on my own. It requires at least 10 to 15 minutes of soaking in acetone. Nail tech disclaimer: Do not peel the gel off! I repeat, do not peel. You may end up removing a layer off your nail bed causing it to thin out. Good to know since I did that with my very first shellac purchase. Some people chew their nails during stressful situations, I happen to peel off my nail polish - all due to the move. There's nothing worse than chipped polish.

Color choice: White.

Since I'm committed to keeping this color for 3 weeks, it had to be something I could live with for awhile. Plus white goes with everything.

Sometimes I wake up and can't believe I'm no longer in North Carolina. It's a surreal feeling. I have to get used to saying that I live here now ... here in California. It's kind of crazy.