Almost ready

(me and the hippies)

With less than 24 hours to go, I think I am almost ready to go. My room is a disaster area of shrink-wrapped bags of clothes, garbage bags and crap that begs to be organized rather than dumped unceremoniously into a box (which we all know is where it's gonna end up.)

Saturday was my last day of work in Chicago. Yesterday I had my favorite priest for mass. I have made all of the phone calls and appointments I can think of. The to-do list is mostly all crossed off.

Last night, I had my going away party at Sheffield's, which has an amazing beer garden, complete with a huge tree right in the middle. Despite the CTA making me late for my own shindig, I arrived before everyone else, who was pulling the "fashionably late". I took over the corner bench, which pretty much fit everyone who made an appearance. It was a total blast. A couple of the hippies had just gotten back from world travels. There were a bunch of teachers delighting in their last days of freedom. And Goose Island's Summertime was on special. I was kinda surprised at how many people came out on a Sunday night.

(me and my cousins)

As I drifted to sleep with Little Miss Sunshine in the background, all I felt was the warm-fuzzy feeling of being loved by a crowd. Then again, it might have been multiple beers...

on the tube: Scrubs