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

Why isn’t there a restaurant called Pasta and Cubs?

1. It should seriously be illegal for a package that contains ONE cookie to have under nutritional information “Serving size: half a cookie (servings per container: 2)”

2. At one point today it took me thirty seconds to remember which was right and which was left. I put my hands in “L”s and stared at them. Doing that really does nothing for me, I mean I never pay attention to what my hands are doing; I just make the formation, look, and know, it usually just triggers something doing that. But today it just didn’t click. I am losing my mind…or maybe I just need to go back to kindergarten.

3. I already write 35 things for my list next year…guess this means I am writing a list for next year…at this rate I will have 300 things by January. Any suggestions?

4. I went to eat with Josh tonight at Sandbar…I ordered a banana…seriously, I ordered a banana. It cost me $6. I also had two drinks and feel pretty damn loopy right now. This is why I don’t drive anywhere. The drinks come in the same glasses as the candles…don’t mix them up!


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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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