272. To-do.

Finally got to Vegas this morning after spending the night in Phoenix.

It’s the first time I’ve been home this year. Given that 2014 has been a long, long haul, it’s a relief and a comfort to be here.

I started rifling through my nightstand — one I’ve had since I was 8 — when I rediscovered the three pieces of paper that contain the life to-do lists I wrote for myself as a teenager. This happens every time I’m home, because I’ve placed them in a spot where I’m bound to look.

Still, it’s always nice to find them, read them over and see if I’ve managed to accomplish anything on them since I last took a look. Of the more than 120 things listed, I’ve done 42 of them (mind you, they’re generally not terribly exciting things; I’m just very fond of lists).

This time around, I checked off No. 80: Go to the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island.

Noted some of the ones that might happen while I’m on my road trip in a few weeks. May as well try to get more things done.

 

271. Delays.

Currently sitting on my flight to Phoenix after being delayed for more than an hour. Will likely miss connection to Vegas, and since it’s the last flight out, might not be there until sometime tomorrow.

At least I have nowhere in particular to be?

Traveling is fun.

Two other things:

1) Took an architecture boat tour in Chicago, just like that one scene in My Best Friend’s Wedding when Julianne totally misses her opportunity to tell Michael she’s in love with him. The moment just PASSES HER BY.

2) Will have to write something more heartfelt about ONA this year, but I’ll leave that for a more empty day.

269. Always.

Literally posting this just minutes after the last one. Just dedicating this post to my karaoke standard and the tradition that is #ONAkaraoke.

267. Chicago.

Being here has broken my mostly consistent streak of posting every day. So hooray! This is to make up for the Wednesday post. Chicago is beautiful. Will update with picture soon.

266. Ready.

Leaving town tomorrow. Don’t know exactly when I’ll be back. Trip has morphed into what friend Juana is calling #yuppiequest. I figure as long as I don’t read any Kerouac, I won’t be a total 20-something cliche, right? Right?

As I am reading Outlander, I’ve got a motto for whatever this is:

Je suis prest.

Translation: I am ready.

Here we go.

265. Dinner.

Had dinner with (now former) coworkers Manuel, Annie and Hannah. Today was my first Monday of not having anywhere to be, and I realized how much I’ll just miss chatting with them every day about the most random topics (really, I’ve always thought our corner of the office was the best corner of the office). But we have vowed that we will get together again when I get back, and I’m going to hold them to it.

264. Lauder.

Spent the day with friend Amy 1 (whose last name is the title of this post) to celebrate her birthday, from diner breakfast to Outlander to beer to Thai food. Has it really been eight years since we fell into the same friend group, six years since we were first roommates, four years since I moved away and a year since she moved here? Where does the time go?

Happy birthday, friend.

263. Hampden.

Spent the day wandering around the Hampden neighborhood in Baltimore with roommate Kaitie and friends Juana and David. Ate tacos and chicken, drank beer, bought necklace and yarn (because I’m going to start knitting again now that I have all of this time on my hands?), watched bands perform, witnessed the odd phenomenon known as the toilet bowl races. Solid first day of unemployment (ahhhhhh. If I count the days, I figure it’ll help motivate me into doing something besides vagabonding around the country).