Rado to the Chi

I’m 2 weeks out from moving across the country, leaving one home for another. I never saw it coming this soon, but when does life ever play fair? My emotions over the whole situation have been out of control, and for that my friends I apologize. We all know I can be a hot mess at times, but I truly appreciate you all for appeasing my extreme hot mess-ness as of late.

A summary timeline of my thought process over the last month and half:

Gut reaction? Hell yes. 1 week in: Hmm. Series of unfortunate events: This is going to be way harder than I thought. Unexpected response: Ok! I got this. Another series of unfortunate events: Aaaand it’s time for me to go.

Today while on a blog blitz multitasking the packing of my relocube: Let’s do this.

I can’t say I haven’t been extremely butthurt about leaving Rado the past few weeks. You would be too if you had to leave an amazing bubble of sun and snow, where people run around playing all day. I’ve got a sweet gig at a killer company, amazing circle of friends who have nearly become my family and the biggest adult playground I’ve ever come across in my exploring. A lot of people would say, “Nah, I’m good right here.”

On the flipside, I’ve always told myself I’d go home if the right opportunity presented itself. A dream job working for my mentor to launch my career, the official Chi-town crew and actual family, all in one of the (in my humble opinion) sickest cities the US has to offer? Pretty much the opportunity of a lifetime right I’d say. I’d be violating my own personal morals if I didn’t go. Not to mention the line-up of events this year in Chicago are epic, in which case my presence was required anyway.

Time to grow up and go get my dreams. As scary as that is, I’m ready and waiting to go rock it.

I’ll be back Rado, I’m not done with you yet. But in the meantime, I will be enjoying my new view.


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