Happiness Is...

Sitting at your favorite coffee shop on a chilly day, sipping a tasty beverage.

It's conversing with a new friend about everyday junk.

It's when you've been craving a chocolate milkshake all week and having that craving satisfied by the tasty beverage and not missing the chance to have gotten a chocolate milkshake instead.

What I Wore: 6.7.11

I read a lot of baby blogs. Like, way too many for a 19 year old college student. But one thing that I love about the mothers is, despite having to care for children, they don't ditch their style.

Miss James of Bleubird Vintage. I adore her and her 3 kids that she frequently features on her blog. This proud momma has amazing style. I wish I was one of her kids so I could inherit some of her wardrobe. 

Delimas

This morning, I met with a personal trainer to discuss me joining the club. I was so excited to start becoming more proactive with my fitness...until I saw the price tag that was e-mailed to me later on. This is something I cannot afford. Tomorrow, I have to call and cancel and tell them that although I would love to be a part of what they have to offer, it's just not something I can do right now.

On the bright side, my fear of riding my bike has almost vanished. I went to Whole Foods this morning on my bike and had a really nice time. Didn't get hit or anything. =]

I need to start putting that into my everyday routine until it starts to just become second nature and I feel weird not grabbing my bike helmet as I walk out the door.

Let Me Tell You...

What a great weekend I've had. Well, it's also been quite confusing. I blame the men that drift in and out of my life for this bit. Anyways, I finally feel settled in my little apartment. There are no longer any boxes just laying about, my fridge is slowly getting full of yummy foods. I'm even on my 2nd candle!

The other day, I blogged about how I was having awful anxiety about riding my bike. This past Friday was so beautiful and nice out that I couldn't not ride my bike to my friends house. He lives the perfect distance away for riding bikes to and from. So I did it. And it was amazing. Still not ready to venture onto the major streets by myself yet, but doing the side streets are just fine and dandy for me. I almost did get doored, but I think they saw me in time so no harm was done. =]

Now, it is gross and rainy outside. Good thing my apartment needs to be picked up! It's nice to be able to keep up a home and take care of it. I love it.

But it does get lonely sometimes.
But then I cuddle up on my couch and watch Merlin and it's all good.

Bike Power

Today, after the storm clouds cleared today on my quiet little street in Chicago, I had the urge to ride my bike to the music store and buy guitar picks. The store was less than a mile away, the perfect distance for a ride.

And yet...

I was having awful anxiety. My stomach was churning and my heart was pounding. I couldn't even ride down my street! The huge line of cars that lined my block only intimidated me more. I think that cars can smell fear, so if you're scared of getting hit by a car while out on your bike, the chances of you getting hit or doored is more likely. But that's just a theory.

Chicago is a very bike happy city. There are a few major roads by me (Damen and Lincoln) that even have shared bike lanes. But I still have this anxiety that I'm going to fall or get hit by a car or a bus or something awful. Maybe if I go riding with other bikers this anxiety will slowly start to go away.

Don't get me wrong, I love walking places and taking the bus or train. But sometimes, it would be nice to not have to pay $2+ to go somewhere when I could easily hop on my bike.

I don't know. I just hope it gets easier.

Sigh No More

Today is my first day living in my new apartment. I have it all to myself, which so far isn't too lonely. Already, I can feel myself having a routine, which is a plus for me because I need that in order to feel productive. So far today I have already done so much and feel so productive. Tomorrow, I will start running so that I don't get lazy. But I don't foresee that happening, seeing as how I'm a nanny and will have to be playing with the kiddos in the afternoons and already today I've walked over a mile. Might go for another walk this evening if it's not raining.

So far though, I'm quite happy. This is going to be good for me. I just know it.

Boxes

My life has been summed up in a series of boxes.

I'll be moving again on Saturday. All my posters are down, my books packed away. Most of my clothes have been stuffed into bags or into boxes. It's times like these where I really wish I could just fit everything into a huge backpack and be able to pick up and move at a moments notice.

Is it sad if I ask for more boxes?

Or maybe roommates who aren't awful. She will not be missed one bit. All the others will though. They were good people.

Life will be better outside the dorms. At least I hope so.