Archive for January, 2010
Grand Rapids, I Love You
Dear Grand Rapids,
You’ve been a really dear friend to me these past 17 months. In fact you really made time fly since I didn’t even realize that it had been 17 months in this relationship. But the truth is that we’ve really grown apart and it might be time for us to say our goodbyes.
You gave me so many good memories and I’ve met some wonderful people through you. I mean, come on, you gave me the Ritz Koney. Not many cities could give me something so wonderful.
I’ll miss late night walks down your streets with my friends. And Thursday TV nights full of laughs. Not to mention your delicious sushi on Monroe Center. I’ll always remember the ball drop on NYE downtown. Thank you for our kitty. She’s really been a blessing. Who else would get my boyfriend trashed on his 22nd birthday but you? Oh, good times. Good times.
But let’s face it. You just don’t have the job market to keep me here anymore. And as much as it kills me to have to leave you, I have to do what’s best for me. It’s not your fault that Chicago just has a job to give me and an apartment comparable in size to this one. And I’ll always appreciate you as my first real relationship with a city. Thank you for everythings.
Love,
Amanda
PS – for those of you reading this who don’t know already: I GOT THE JOB IN CHICAGO AND I’M MOVING TOMORROW!!!!
We Need More Boxes
Guess what I find super stressful. Moving.
I hate packing. I hate organizing what should go in what boxes with what. I hate not knowing what I might need in the next week and therefore should leave unboxed.
But I’ve found out something way worse than just your typical move. And that is the Mystery Move. That’s right folks, I have NO IDEA where I’m moving at the end of this week.
Hopefully, I’ll be getting this fantastic job that I have a final interview for on Wednesday. It sounds like this company and I would get along and want to be faithful forever and ever. And I felt really comfortable there. I hope having a final interview and a job shadow is a good sign.
Good enough to make me feel okay about setting up apartment viewings in Chicago on Wednesday morning. Did I mention this perfect job is in Chicago? Mannnn. Talk about a dream situation.
But the most important point is this: OUR LEASE IS UP ON SUNDAY.
That’s right. Sunday. Just a mere four days after an interview that I’m planning on acing.
Oh, and Thursday is John’s birthday. Yeah. So much to do.
So, cross your fingers and your toes and whatever else you can cross that I get this job. Otherwise we’re both moving back home to separate homes and sad times. Womp womp.
Here’s the plan. Sell all furniture (pretty much done). Pack all shit into boxes. Minimize crying. Eat Ho-hos. Drink all liquor in freezer. No, seriously, don’t cry. Purge stuff that you no longer need. Plan a good day for John. Kick ass in final interview. Get job. Move to Chicago. STOP CRYING. Eat another Ho-ho.
Yep.