In the big picture, five weeks is a short time. But right now, it feels like an eternity. Earlier the street was noisy with people chanting USA USA USA. Now the fire engines compete with skateboarders and people chatting. The scent of Gino’s pizza mix with cigarette smoke. India and I have settled into our apartment and are exhausted after walking a million minutes to shop at the two Ts: Trader Joes and Target. Next time we’ll bring a shopping cart like the one I remember my grandmother using. Tomorrow India will audition for level placement at Ballet Chicago. Only a tad bit of anxiety there. I’m not sure how these five weeks will go, but we are going to soak up every minute.
Here is a list of what we couldn’t live without:
- Most of our clothes and shoes
- Five Apple devices (one is in a bag of rice because someone dropped hers in Reeds Lake)
- A Vitamix (because there is no way in hell I’d leave without the Vitamix)
- Some espresso coffee from Rowsters
- My 72 set of Copic markers
- Acrylic paints
- Needlepoint supplies (because that is my summer project)
- The book I’ve been waiting to read, The Goldfinch
- A large basket full of pointe shoes, leotards and pink tights
- A record player with a few vintage albums
- Tons of hair conditioner
And not in any particular order, we left behind:
- Michigan summer
- My Zumba shoes (sad sad sad)
- A husband, a son, a dog and a ton of dog fur
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