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Saturday.

This was my Saturday…

1. Much needed sleeping in until 10.

 

2. Cleaning
I finally hung up my bridesmaids dress from Nadia’s wedding. It’s been rolled up in a clump on the floor since I took it off well over a month ago. I did not find the two remote controls that disappeared well over a month ago 🙁

 

3. Sandbar
It’s rare that anyone I know plans to do anything in my neck of the woods. So when Andy said his friends were playing at a bar that’s literally 2 blocks from my house, I invited myself to go along. So we headed over to the Sandbar, a Brookfield tiki bar to watch Professor John and Nicole and some other people I don’t know play.


I had 2 yummy drinks: a fuzzy monkey and a martini with lots of different juices.

The music was very good.

Professor John is either going to hire me as a roadie (but I won’t get paid) or a cleaning lady (but I have to shower with him)

When we first got there, there was a couple who danced to almost every song…despite the fact that they were the only ones dancing and despite the fact that there was no actual dance floor. I want to be in a relationship like that.

At midnight the rockabillies all take over the Sandbar. Seriously, I’ve never seen so many people dressed so perfectly 50s together in one place in my life.

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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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