In a seven days everything can change

Seven days ago it was 2008. Now it's 2009. (I know major epiphany.)

On Monday my friend had a beautiful baby girl. I can't wait to meet her. She looks just perfect.

Tuesday was very nice.

On Wednesday I moved into my new apartment in downtown Chicago.

At 11:30 p.m. (same day) Amanda (my new roomie) flew into town. I accidently assumed she was flying into the O'Hare airport, which is 10 minutes (with no traffic) from our new place. I forgot a little detail that Chicago is a big place and has two airports. I received a phone call from her at 11:32 p.m. announcing she was at the other one (30 minutes from our place with no traffic).

So, needless to say my new year's was spent on the interstates of Chicago driving like a crazy woman. Luckily, I had a good friend with me who volunteered to miss the Wicked (broadway musical hit) after party (he has a friend, who has a brother who is in it). I still have no idea why he chose to spend New Year's Eve 2008 with a girl who can't confirm locations, versus a Wicked party, but I am forever grateful. That was my Thursday.

We love our new place it's so cute and for the most part extremely safe. We have a police department and fire department five minutes from us and such nice neighbors, they even brought us wine as a house warming gift (Amanda was like, "Wow, we aren't in Rexburg anymore are we?).

On Friday, we were walking around our new hood. We went to the train station and were staring at a map figuring out the various lines and such when a man with the appearance of a bum and chewing a paper bag, walked up to us and said, "Can I help you ladies?" We said, "No thank you," very politely and walked away. FYI, don't go there at night without a bodyguard.

Saturday was great.

And today is Sunday.

Pretty much life has completely changed. New routes, new faces, new directions. I am loving 2009.