First post up and done. Feels really good to get started. Now, I have no delusions that I will be able to keep up this daily blogging – I’m hoping my life’s events will prevent me from doing so, but for now, at the beginning of my journey and while I have time, I will blog to my heart’s content and get into the swing of positivity.
DAY TWO: 8:45 am. Why oh why do I live here? I lived 4 glorious years in Southern California and decided to come back to the Midwest…still not sure why…I’m sure it has something to do with life, love, family, friends…something special in store for me back home…all that shit people tell themselves when trying to rationalize an otherwise idiotic decision. At least that’s what I tell myself mid-winter, mid-snow, mid-freeze here in Chicago and to be fair, it’s not entirely untrue. I mean, I like snow…in theory and when it’s freshly fallen…but with snow comes cold and after snow comes even colder cold. 1 degree with the windchill to be exact – that’s what I walked to the train this morning in – this morning when I was running late as usual and had to wait for my delayed train with wet hair. Then as the holy grail arrives (aka the Metra Train), the doors stop and open right in front of me…I go to step on and some dickie little kid cuts me off and runs in front of me without even an excuse me. Whatever happened to respect your elders (yes, I’ll play that card when it suits me)….jerk! He better not take the last individual seat because I do not want to sit next to that smelly homeless looking man that gets on in four more stops (still wondering where he gets the money for the train.) Optimistic spin: I am not that smelly homeless looking man, the dickie little kid is not mine nor is he related to me, I got a seat all by myself and even though Chicago may get cold at least I don’t have to deal with self-absorbed stick figures or douchie self-important types day in and day out like they do in L.A. (oh I know they exist in Chicago too, they are just easier to avoid) PLUS I know how Bing Crosby feels when he sings about dreaming of a white Christmas. Somehow glittering fake snowflakes hanging from a palm tree just never did it for me no matter how pretty they were on Wilshire Blvd. For the rest of my day well…work was work…didn’t eat lunch until 3:30 I was so busy. Optimistic spin: At least I have a job AND I have this to eat with my lunch…best candy ever.
So hopefully I’m off to see a movie…on a date (well, the closest thing to a date lately) even if it is a bit overpriced at $18 for 2 tickets, $10+ for popcorn and pop. Optimistic spin: 2 hours of uninterrupted Robert Downey Jr. spent with someone I like who will actually pay for me (which I FULLY appreciate…I never said I was someone who takes things for granted, just pessimistic!)
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