I ventured to San Diego for a getaway with my college roommates, Kira and Amanda. It was our first annual trip together since we can no longer rely on multiple weddings every summer to reunite. We ate, endured the heat wave, and napped. Ideal? Yes.
This is my first week after leaving work. Since my lineup of speech path volunteering gigs and fall quarter classes won’t start till September, I found myself with some good ole fashion time off. What have I been up to? Errands, socializing, the apartment hunt, and lighthearted reading. In other words, here’s a half-hearted attempt at justifying my post-work existence.
Sometime during college, my roommates and I decided that we would all take on a new city together after graduation. Before any of us had marriages, mortgages, careers, or kids. We wanted to move somewhere just because we had the freedom to. After a few pro/con lists and some research into potential graduate schools, mission venues, and service programs… we landed on Chicago.