Choosing Figs | Neurotic as Hell | A Travel, Lifestyle, and Life List Blog

Someone took me seriously…

1. I can’t believe that Alina kept the “Master” on my name that we added into her database as a joke.


My invite to her wedding was delivered to “Master Valerie Bromann”


2. I am also disappointed that there are only two choices…


what if I want to accept with regret (because I want to marry Joe) or decline with pleasure (because I want to marry Joe)?


3. Friday night I was sick so I spent the night watching “Alice Sweet Alice” which was an AMAZINGLY GOOD movie and New Years Evil which wasn’t quite so amazing.


4. Last night I went out for Julie’s birthday. I was getting ready and was all set to drive to the bar when Julie called and said that Dave could come pick me up. Score! That meant I could actually drink for once! And I didn’t have to find parking! We headed out to The Central where we chatted, watch the game (I really don’t know which one) and drank and stuff. I had a Tom Collins, a sunset martini, and a tequila sunrise. Then we headed out to Red Ivy for a bit where I had another Tom Collins. Then we called it a night and when I got home I threw up two Tom Collinses, a sunset martini, and a tequila sunrise. 🙁 At least I didn’t puke in Dave’s car. I then proceeded to pass out and fall asleep still wearing all my clothes and with the lights on. I am really not a good drunkard.

Anyways, Happy Birthday Julie!

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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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