It's an actual joke. This is a relatively wealthy town.
I do work with the Skokie library and that library makes me cry. It's a total community hub. It's a family destination, it's a teen destination, it's beautiful.
Why, with all the money that we have within our community are we unable to provide the same thing?
Just venting.
I researched mattresses for over a year before I finally pulled the trigger on the Leesa Oasis Chill Firm from Costco.
It has been a week and I have never been so satisfied with a mattress in my life. It sleeps cool, and I was extrenely skeptical about the targeted support but it's like youre being cradled and well... supported.
I had horrible neck and shoulder pain that went away after a few nights sleep on this and I'm so gratefful I finally made the decision.
Week 1: Amazing
Two chromosomes, offmychest, and (dear Lord) girl dinner diaries, all consistantly post these overwhelming stories of women in miserable awful relationships.
Some stories were very similar to my own and the emotions the women described were very familiar. It made me take a hard look at things. And even then there were truths I didn't want to face (or deal with).
Anyway, I'm done. I don't want to engage and be another one of those stories anymore.
And to all those women struggling, I'm sorry. And I hope you find the peace and happiness everyone deserves. I hope I find it too.
I loved my store and I loved my co-workers. It was the first place that I ever worked that felt right for me.
Then this guy comes in who is a regular at the store. He comes to the Cafe and I'm taught how to make his drink order by the Lead. It's not on the menu, but he's a generous tipper so they make exceptions.
He kept coming back to the cafe to see me. He was my co-worker's favorite customer and he seemed sweet. I didn't mind.
Then one day he hands me a gift. It was some random antique photos, flower seeds, an antique key, and a USB drive with some music, art, and a letter saying hello.
When you look through the world in ruby glasses, all red flags just look like flags.
It was weird. Definitely not threatening. And nice. So I wrote him back.
2 years later....
This has been the most toxic relationship of my life. Christmas's ruined. Birthdays ruined. Valentine's day was traumatically awful.
He's not nice and he's not sweet.
And when I think back to how it all started, it's like I'm imagining someone else's life.
I'm not at the store anymore. But I miss it.
And if I could, I would go back to that moment before I wrote back to that "nice" customer.
I'm worried going into details is going to give other perverts anymore ideas, but wtf?
It's facing directly towards the building. Not even towards highway traffic. Totally shameless and absolutely disgusting.