3 years in Bmore

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Three years ago I made the scary, thrilling, and huge decision to move to Baltimore. I packed up my room and moved into a townhouse in Federal Hill on the weekend before I graduated college. It was the strangest feeling spending my last week in Salisbury taking finals knowing that everything I owned was sitting in Baltimore waiting for me. There was no going back.

I walked across the stage and the following day I was in my car heading to Charm City to start the next chapter of my life. I remember how scared I was on my first day in the new house. I sat in my room and cried because I had no friends, had no idea where anything was and I was about to start my first job which was daunting enough.

It’s hard to believe that I ever felt that way about this city. Over the past three years I’ve grown more than I could ever imagine and have accomplished so much. The blog posts speak for themselves. Check out my first ever post here!

As I sat reflecting over the last three years there were a few major milestones that stuck out in my mind.

10 The number of Orioles games I’ve watched from the stands at Camden Yards

9 The number of close friends I’ve made since moving to Baltimore who I know would do anything for me.

8 The number of new states I was able to visit while working for Run for Your Lives

7 The number of times I’ve gone to Federal Hill to clear my head.

6 The number of times I’ve been to Sobo in the past 3 months. I love that there are so many small family owned businesses in the city.

5 The average number of miles that I walk each weekend.

4 The number of jobs I’ve had while in Baltimore including the two I currently have.

3 The number of serious relationships I’ve been in. One of which ended about two weeks after moving to Baltimore. Also, the number of houses I’ve lived in. I would reallllllly like to stop moving!

2 The number of times I’ve thought about moving back home…and didn’t.

1 The number of accidents I’ve gotten in while living and driving in the city

I’m so grateful for the opportunity to live and work in such an amazing city. Sometimes when I am trying to fall asleep at night I think about how thankful I am to be able to survive and support myself doing what I have always dreamed of doing. I’m a very lucky lady. 

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  • http://www.socalledhomemaker.com/ socalledhomemaker

    I really enjoyed reading this post. Sounds like you’ve picked a great place to live!

  • Laura Powell

    Baltimore is lucky to have YOU too! :)

  • http://www.haleyspace.blogspot.ca/ Haley Junks

    I feel like you changed the look of your blog or maybe it’s just been far too long since I’ve been here. PLUS I have been checking from my phone, so maybe this is the first time I’ve visited on my actual computer. Either way, it’s been too long!
    You know what this post means don’t you? You’re officially a big girl who put on her big girl panties and can basically just about do anything.
    I met Rob when I was 20 and never experienced the independence of living on my own and doing those scary things- so I seriously commend you for it!! Must feel great… !!