Cat on the Computer

My last weekend in Chicago…

Moving to the 'burbs before leaving to travel.

I had to bring Chelsa back her crock pot. I had borrowed it to make hot chocolate in for my birthday party back in January. SO I brought it back and we went to Hopleaf for mussels and beer.

Mussels from Hopleaf.

Mussels from Hopleaf.

I had a furlough day on Friday. And, of course, I still woke up early. So I treated myself to a Groupon-bought breakfast of a cafe mocha and banana bread french toast from Bakin’ & Eggs. It was a good thing I woke up early anyways. Because they were working on the street and it would have probably woken my up all the same.

Cafe Mocha from Bacon and Eggs.

Banana Bread French Toast from Bacon and Eggs.

And I spent all day packing everything into boxes.

Packing Up My Apartment

And then Heather and I went to Burrito House. And we ate tacos.

Tacos from Burrito House.

Heather eats a taco at Burrito House.

And Bo worked hard to make sure my files kept backing up.

Kitty Bo on the computer.

And I got a milkshake from Scooters. Wherever I live from now on I must have a milkshake shop close by. It’s essential.

Milkshakes are awesome.

And I braved the downpours to watch Mat in Maid of Orleans. And then we went down the block for beers.

Mat was in a play.

And I got take out gnocchi from Frasca for dinner.

Gnocchi from Frasca.

And I packed and moved. And packed and moved. Down three flights. Up two. And I drove away.

I will miss this skyline.

And Goat and Flopsy moved with me. They will miss the city too.

Goat and Flopsy are moving too.

And I finished moving everything into my mom’s place. And my knees were very purple.

Bruised knees.

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Hi, I'm Val. I spent most of my 20s in a standstill, unable to pick which path in life I wanted to take. I wanted the nomadic life of a traveler but also wanted the husband, the condo, and the kitten. Unable to decide which life I wanted more, I did nothing. When I turned 30 I’d had enough of putting my life on hold and decided to start “choosing my figs.” So, I quit my job, bought a one-way ticket to Europe, and traveled for three years. Now I'm back in Chicago, decorating my apartment in all the teal, petting my cats, and planning my next adventure.

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