I think it’s funny that when you’re growing up, parents, teachers, coaches and mentors always encourage and emphasize the importance of creating a plan and to always plan for the future.
I’ve come to the realization that planning is fucking stupid. Plans fall through because you cannot plan life. No matter how perfect or well-thought your plan is, life has a way of rearranging it. We cannot plan life, all we can do is be available for it.
With that said, I am no longer moving to Chicago. Sometimes I feel like I am living my own fairy-tale by choosing love over a move/career. I should probably add that this new relationship is not the only reason I’ve decided to stay… because money was a large factor… however, this new
plan path, is an exciting one for me to explore.
So.. here goes nothin’.
This pretty city is going to be my new home in approx 6 months (or so). Planning stages has officially begun. Step one: Open savings account (done). Step two: keep money in said account (I made a deposit today, yay). Goodbye any [minimal] existing social life I had outside of work and school. All plans (with a couple exceptions) have been officially cancelled. Every spare penny is going to be pinched. Making this happen one way or another.
how adorable is this photo?!