It's been a rough couple of months.
I'm not sure where the time went, but I have allowed myself to enter a time warp working on a few projects, and in between I find time to do some traveling. Some might think I travel or vacation too much, but I truly do earn these vacations. Work hard, play hard--one of the great things I learned in undergrad (though there was little "playing" being done on my part while at MIT).
Anyway, I interrupt this time warp to say I am both excited and afraid to visit Chicago this week. Excited because I get to see my chapter sorors and celebrate birthdays and see my summer friends in Chicago. Best of all--I get to peel my behind off of my couch. (I still need to work on procuring some office furniture!). Of course, this means I will be planted on my line sister's couch this week, but any couch is better than mine.
I am afraid of Chicago because of the cold. As it is, your girl is having a hard time coping with the weather in Manhattan. I can't figure out if it's hot or cold on any given day, what degree of coldness it is and what to wear to accommodate the level of frío. I am always over or under-dressed for the temperature. I am not used to wearing layers and carrying around clothing too hot to wear because I might need to put it back on later in the day. It's ridiculous, all this thinking that goes into wardrobe! In LA, I choose my wardrobe by looking at the sky: if it's clear skies, then it's warm outside; if cloudy, then it's cold outside. See how simple that is? I am thinking about boycotting the East Coast for the month of November.
Looking up flights to LA as we speak. I'll take the L on rent if I have to!
Pray that Chicago takes it easy on me this week.
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