In the blink of an eye, my first anniversary of living in Chicago is here. Given the events of the last few months, it’s easy to see why this day brings memories rushing to the forefront. I spent much of my last day in Los Angeles with the sweet Sadath and was privileged to spend time with him on his last visits to Chicago. Besides that, I’ve been reflecting a lot on this last year. Leaving behind the familiarity of a place I had lived for so long was one of the biggest challenges I’ve ever took on, but one I will never regret taking. This has been a tough year, but also one of the best years of my life. I feel so lucky to already have experienced so many incredible things in life, and I’m looking forward to many more adventures on the road ahead.
Fall has long been my favorite season. I love the cooler weather, changing leaves, and some of the best produce of the year. In Los Angeles, fall is typically one of the hottest times of the year, so I was thrilled when the oppressive heat we lived through this summer in Chicago turned into cooler temperatures, warm clothes, and actually being able to sleep under the covers instead of on top of them. The colors were just as stunning as I had imagined. Several weeks ago, my friend Matt and I made a day out of going to the Chicago Botanic Gardens to check out the changing leaves (photo set here). Just this past weekend, I ventured out into my own back yard of Lincoln Park to snap some of the colors before the leaves are completely gone. Without sounding too cheesy, I feel so lucky to live in such a beautiful place with historic buildings framed by a stunning landscape. In between the parties, I am trying to take full advantage of discovering this awesome city that I live in.
My three month mark in Chicago just passed. No move is without complications, but I can honestly say I am having the time of my life right now. The first month or two were difficult of course: I got lost all the time, I missed (and still miss) my LA friends, and I doubted my decision at least once a week. In the last six weeks, things have improved immensely. I have found a fantastic group of friends to spend time with, I live in a great neighborhood, and I just feel more generally content than I have in a long time. I don’t know if this feeling will last forever, but I am going to go with it and enjoy it for as long as it lasts.
I’m on a plane! To Chicago! Moving day is here! Technically I should already be in Chicago, but a super late night hang session with my closest friends caused me to oversleep and miss my flight. It was totally worth it. I’m exhausted beyond belief and more than a little traumatized that I broke my computer again, but I’m so excited for the future that awaits me. Thank goodness for the iPad, in-flight wirelesss, and airport bars.
(Image by Snoopoz via Flickr)
Three weeks from now I’ll be in Chicago. I’m moving. It’s scary, exciting, scary, nerve wracking, scary…and for me…adventurous. I’ve lived in California my whole life except for five years in Maryland when I was a kid. I haven’t seen snow in years and the current 80 degree temps in LA have all but assured that my blood has thinned and I’ll probably be frost bitten the second I step off the plane.
Though I’ve only visited once, it’s a place I fell instantly in love with. I’m struck by how clean it is, the city feel, how much there is to do, and how friendly the residents are.
You know the weather sucks, right?
Those who know me know I actually am not a fan of the climate in LA. I truly look forward to bundling up and to having a legitimate excuse to break out my Snuggie. It is entirely possible that I will tire of this in a few months and will need to defrost and return home.
Well it’s a great city, I can’t wait to visit you!
I can’t wait to have you visit! It’s going to be a huge adjustment and friendly faces from home are greatly welcome. It’s weird to think of starting over again in my 30s. I’m not the same person I was when I came to LA all those years ago which is both good and bad. This move is going to force me to break out of the rut I’ve been stuck in the last few years and not be so stuck in my routine.
I’ll be chronicling my moving adventure both on this blog as well as my food blog. Stay tuned for updates!
As I mentioned in this post, I have a few general goals for this year of my life. One was to have an adventure. I recently returned from ten days in the beautiful country of Namibia. I had a great time seeing a part of Africa that I would have never thought to go to before. Not only that, but all those hours on planes looking at the world map have me thinking about where I want to go next.
Life has been a bit stressful lately. After a particularly bad week, I was ready for a morning at the farmers market and some quality time with myself. As I turned the corner into the farmers market, I happened upon this brightly painted wall in front of the Natural Mind Beauty & Beyond Salon. I love the way the rainbow colored paint spilled onto the sidewalk, and seeing the bright colors against the gray backdrop of the day, instantly filled me with new energy.