Our Routine

Both Timon and I have started the epic and depressing hunt for jobs. Epic because this is a city of 9million and depressing because the average wage in $8 an hour. I take a certain amount of pleasure looking for jobs I wouldn't normally, applying in an effort to make a new life for myself. It's exciting to imagine a job outside my experience, one where I can don high-heels and a snappy outfit. I've applied for a couple of Executive Assistant positions, an Event Manager at Central Park Zoo and a Production Coordinator for a documentary film studio. Admittedly I've also applied for about 15 cinema jobs because you can't take the movies out of the girl. Timon has been sticking to customer service jobs at Madison Square Garden, the American Natural History Museum and various bars. For approximately 30 applications between us we've received 2 responses. I'll be interviewing on Monday for a floor staff position at a cinema....for a grand hourly wage of $7.25. It hardly seems worth it. All I can do is see as many free films as possible to soften the blow of earning less than I did when I was 15.

Other than looking for jobs, we've established a lazy routine of sleeping in and staying up late to talk with home online. There's Family Feud on Facebook, cleaning up Louie's mess and an endless array of Food Network shows (much to Timon's chagrin). I've also found a Ghost Whisperer marathon on every weekday! We spend Sunday planning the next week's meals and trotting around the supermarket to buy what we need. There is a beautiful supermarket here called Whole Foods (I think) and for those who love walking around looking at food this is the place. They have a massive cheese section, in house bakery, stunning fruit and veg section and lush meat deli. It's like a designer supermarket. Lucky for me it's only down the road!

Wednesday night has now become Survivor night, Thursday is 2 hours of comedy (Community, The Office, Parks and Rec, 30Rock) AND Bones and Sunday is Iron Chef America. I know it sounds kind of pathetic, but really we're just finding our feet. And appreciating the time before we both end up working 75 hour weeks to make ends meet. Viva New York!