Optometry school wasn't bad. I studied quite a bit and did well in my classes, but I had time to have fun too. It seemed like a good choice and I enjoyed helping others see better. I went on to a residency program where I learned a lot about eye diseases and then I was ready to go out into the "real world."
I decided to move to Chicago. After spending most of my life either in a small town or a college town, the idea of the big city was thrilling! Plus, I had friends there and it wasn't too far away from my family. Win-win!
Before I made the big move I got hired by an ophthalmologist. This job was ideal, I would work in private practice right in the Loop! The downside quickly became apparent: I would also have to commute to the burbs a few days a week AND would have to work most Saturdays, bleh. But, hey, it was (still is?) a recession, I should be happy to have a job, right? I guess that's what I should've thought, but that's not really my style.
So I went along my way. I found a great apartment in lively Lakeview (neighborhood on the north side of Chicago, includes Wrigleyville) just about 2 blocks from my best friend. She happens to be an amazing interior designer, so it didn't take long for us to paint and decorate my apartment. I had a job, friends, and a home I loved. Life was good :)
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