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This post is for Laura (who I cannot link to for she must not have blogger, Laura, when you read this, let me know if you have a blog or some such because I’d like to visit it).

Laura wondered how I got here from Billings, since my crazed deletion of past entries, there is no historical data available for her to peruse. The truth is that I don’t think I really ever explained that, so here we go:

(in the third person, just for shits and giggles)

Flibberty was born and raised in Minnesota. She graduated high school and went to college in Wisconsin, where she learned to appreciate the delicate differences between Pabst and Old Milwaukee. She always loved kids, so she decided to major in developmental psychology. She graduated cum laude, which she thought was a good thing, until she couldn’t find a job that paid more than $8 an hour. So she went to law school. In law school, she advanced her palate by learning the subtle differences between Miller lite and Bud Lite. She also worked a lot, and did pretty well, and landed a job in a successful law firm. Then her hair started falling out, and she stopped sleeping, and THE STRESS of the job was killing her. So she up and moved to Montana, where the offer of a quiet, low stress job awaited her.

Flibberty spent three years in Montana. Her job was indeed quiet, but it wasn’t exactly stress free. Saying that any job is truly stress free is a LIE. Flibberty loved Montana, but she didn’t love some of the folks she worked for. She also didn’t love the fact that some of the folks she worked for didn’t think so highly of women, and routinely asked her to do things that an attorney wouldn’t do, like get coffee. But she persevered, because it was a job and it was a decent job and she liked the life she had in Billings. She also managed to meet her future husband, who was a wind farmer in Judith Gap Montana. He had a beard, and was funny and she fell madly in love with him after their second date. She also let him get to third base on their second date, which was so hoochie of her.

Anyway, Flibberty sometimes talked with another co-worker about wanting to move up in her career, and feeling that she wasn’t going to get anywhere in Billings. This co-worker had a connection with someone very high up in the entity-that-must-not-be-named, and he called this high up person and a few months later, Flibberty was offered a job in Chicago. She took it, and despite some misgivings, she was excited. Her partner was too, but they both had moments of “are we doing the right thing?”

So they moved, and now here they are, six months later. They got engaged and Brett went back to school and they miss their friends and also miss affordable housing. Flibberty learned that she’s not as career motivated as she thought she was, but she also learned that it might be okay to be this way. Every place seems to have it’s own good and bads, and Flibberty learned that you just have to make sure you do good work and sleep soundly at night. Sometimes you gotta take some risks and get out of your comfort level to learn some stuff about yourself. The rest will soon be history.