All the changes have happened and I’m in a place I never thought I’d be.
Over the last 6 months, I’ve gotten rid of basically everything I owned and replaced it, primarily with clothes but who’s really keeping track!?
I started my life journey in North St. Louis, Mo… moved to the NW Suburbs of Chicago at the age of 7 and lived there until I was in my early 30’s. I traveled to StL for holidays and family events and every time shook my head when asked: “when are you moving back!”. I dreaded visiting during the hot summer months, or any month really because I always thought it was hot to some degree! ha.
In 2015 I reluctantly moved to CA, where I spent 2 years working on a new career and spending time with family. After which I returned to Chicago, to less than enthusiastic old friends, for which I take most of the blame as I tend to be horrible at keeping in touch with people. And within 6 months or so decided that it just wasn’t for me anymore so I was moving “home” (albeit semi-reluctantly).
And now here I am, doing something I hate so very much: starting over.
The upside to this, however, is that my entire family is in StL so things have been pretty busy since I’ve been here. And, thanks to that career that I mentioned early I was able to do very adult things like buying a house!
I joined a gym (and have actually been going), I’ve changed my diet and I’m making changes.
Still not looking forward to that summer though, but I’m making the most of it because change is good… right?
I don’t know how I’ll end up using this blog, but I wanted to start writing again so we’ll see. I’ll likely bore you with the details of my meals and re-acquainting myself with the city that I first called home.