I just moved to Chicago after nearly 10 years in NYC. And what I’ve found is that changing your life completely is really hard, and the stress of it has been entirely all-encompassing at some points in the last few months. I’m certainly nowhere near being “set” yet- and that’s still scary- but one of the beautiful side effects of this whole transition is that I am resolutely dedicated to adopting a positive attitude. My doom and gloom, “Debbie-downer” attitude was a holdover from a life that came to no longer suit me in NYC. Don’t get me wrong- I have wonderful friends, favorite places, and super happy memories from my time in New York. But at some point it just stopped being the right life for me and-lucky girl!- an opportunity came up that would allow me to try to change things. So now here I am in a new city, with no job, making new friends (and re-learning some old ones), and trying to figure things out. But even in the darkest moments- I have no regrets about attempting this life change.

“So”, you’re asking yourself, “what does this have to do with Bloody Marys?” Well: I am on a train to Detroit (just passing through Ann Arbor!) where I will go promptly to my Moms house and we will have homemade, just-the-way-we-like-em’ Bloody Marys on the patio. And even though the 5 hours without wifi have stopped me from sending endless resumes, following leads, and making online introductions as I should be doing- I am not focused on the wasted time or the clock ticking away on my severance, I am focused on the Bloody Marys. My happy drink, in my happy place. Just thought I’d share. (Please forgive my sappy transgression- snarky will be back in short order.)