Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Will You Be Missed, Chicago?

A few posts ago, I promised some very exciting news.  Well, the time to reveal that news is now... (drum roll please) 

We are moving to California!!!

Jake accepted an amazing job offer and we are moving across the country in a little less than 2 months.  California is so incredibly beautiful, and even though we have amazing friends and family here, we know that our quality of life will be soo much better out there.  I mean, cmon!  Mountains, the ocean, redwood forests and wildlife...  Not to mention the weather is gorgeous year round and it won't physically hurt to be outside in the Winter.  Don't get me wrong, Chicago is cool and all but we are beyond ready for a new chapter in our lives and the Winters here absolutely SLAY me.  
Needless to say, we're ready to leave it all behind and test our luck in a new state.  

So far, we've bought our one way tickets, secured an Airbnb for one month while we look around for our own apartment, and we have put our notice in to our jobs.  It's been such a whirlwind and it didn't truly hit me until a few days ago.  Allow me to tell you why...  So my lovely, lovely, cat needed a dental cleaning and a tooth pulled and when it was all said and done, he ended up completely saturating my car seat, the floor, his carrier, and himself with urine.  And when I say "completely saturating" I mean he exploded with urine like a water balloon with a fire hose attached to one end. We also had Jake's friends staying with us in the apartment and the place was about as messy as the red line on a Sunday and I had a piss soaked cat and car seat to deal with.  Also, I was urine soaked at this time and there was this little Hansel and Gretel trail of peepee from the door, to the bathtub, then back to the door, then back to the bath tub where the semi drugged cat sat in confusion. What the actual f@*#?  I took a 30 minute time out and a partial nap to cool down before I could even assess the car or start cleaning up the apartment.  

I honestly don't know why it took a huge puddle of cat urine to give me the reality bitch slap I needed, but sometimes life is mysterious like that.  Sometimes when I think about how much we still have to do it makes me want to pull all of my hair out and do hard drugs but instead,  I just think about the ocean, the waves and the all around beauty of San Francisco. 

California, please, PLEASE be good to us!  We are going through so much emotional trauma to be with you.  If I have any hair left once we arrive, I want it to blow triumphantly in the warm(ish) breeze.  

Oh, in case you're wondering, Carl is coming to Cali too ;) 

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