Monday, August 23, 2010

It's funny once you make a decision that's going to change your life.  In this case, I'll be leaving Chicago and now dedicated to have as much fun while I'm here as possible. The downside of telling people, you're social calendar inexplicably becomes fuller than ever before.

Last week my neighbor and I went out.  I was happy to leave at 9p after the second martini, but she talked me into staying, resulting in an additional two glasses of wine (on my part, she continued on with the martinis), two shots and locking lips with a cute flirt late that night.  I used to kick myself the next morning for things like this, but, instead, I woke up laughing.  Too much fun and the flirt has been texting me.  Whatev!  I have nothing to lose anymore and I don't care.

This same neighbor has been trying to introduce me to her bf's bff and we finally had the opportunity.  A* landed four tickets to the Counting Crows concert at Ravinia.  Ugh!  Dude!  I promised a gf I'd head to the burbs to see her and spend the night.  Needless to say I found a way to balance both, but I wasn't exactly happy about it.  I fully enjoyed my day on a deck looking out on a lake, talking, having wine and then going out on the boat.  I didn't want it to end.  I envy her.  Every morning she wakes up in her own little paradise in the cutest house ever.

My gf is SO nice that she drove me from hers to Ravinia park.  So SWEET!  The date went fine - there was nothing 5'10" or even 5'8" about him.  Whateva.  Totally hunky, but....I hate when I'm with a guy and feel like an Amazon next to them.  I want to feel small and dainty.  Again, whateva.  He's totally cute.

Our seats sucked.  I'm mean they blew more than a fucking Kansas gale.  The place was packed and we were all the way in the back of the grass area.  So far back, in fact, that there were no speakers.  We couldn't even hear the fricking band!  However, we had some terrific people watching....A and I shared great convo and it was very easy to hang out with him.  After the concert, the neighbor decides we should all come back to ours, and after they went to bed A and I stayed up talking until 3a.

The verdict:  ironically we're kind of in the same place in life.  He wants to move back to the city but can't sell his house and I'm...done with the city - well, as a full time gig, that is.  He's also one with little faith.  He believes you can control anything and make your life happen, whereas I believe you can control what you can and the rest is a result of blessings or energy you attract to yourself.  It was an interesting conversation and.....we'll see.  He doesn't know I'm moving, so, WHATEVA!  I'm not worried about any attachments.  I'm too busy making a list of the furniture I'll keep and not, slowly purging shit that I've been holding on to for no particular reason and figuring out to make more money now and set a new career path.  The BFF says that this is when I'll meet someone...hahahahaha yeah, whatev!  (xo, girl)

3 comments:

Crazy Shenanigans said...

I've noticed that when you make a life decision and a big life change is coming that's always when you meet someone! Good luck on the purging!

SilverNeurotic said...

That's what happened to me. Decided to move back home yet totally connected with someone I had recently met. It kind of sucked.

Epiphany said...

LOL! Well, now that I'm more than happy to give everything up and open myself up to life, we'll see what happens!!! Still, anxious and determined for the move.

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