+

Just finished my last day of work at the boutique. That was almost 2 years!  My coworker and I started planning how she was going to do the interior designing for my store one day and made some plans for alterations I would do for her. Excited to get back to my machine. My bf Patrick was still in town by some miracle when I got home and we spent our last 30 minutes in my living room rolling around on a giant cushion, eating a blueberry scone, smelling a cinnamon candle burn, listening to music, and staring at each others faces as the sun started to set.  Now that he’s gone, I realized I have no pressing responsibilities. School and work are over and I can finally start doing what I want to do…which includes finding a killer summer internship and designing again. I’m not really looking forward to packing up carloads of clothes and things I don’t need…maybe a giveaway/garage sale is in order, we shall see.  Later this week, my parents and I will finally reunite in my hometown for a week before Patrick comes down and scares them with his passionate political rage. No worries..we can escape at any time. Chicago summer, you’re so close.