Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Heather About Heather

I'm originally from Columbus, Ohio. I lived there until I was 15. I liked Columbus. I liked Ohio. One time when I was about 12 our family went to a drive-in movie in the town of Lancaster, Ohio, about an hour away from home. We stopped and had dinner at a Frisch's. It's funny but I don't remember anything about the movies, or even what I ate for dinner, but I remember that night fondly. And I also remember that up until the time we got into the car I didn't want to go. Kind of funny, huh?

My father got a job in Chicago so we moved here. It took me a while but I came to like it. It really is a great city. There's a lot to do and see. It might sound crazy but as much as I like Chicago, I think I would prefer living in a small town. I guess that one trip to Lancaster stayed with me.

I went to the University of Illinois for a year then left. I just couldn't decide what to get serious about. Maybe my lot in life is to stay carefree about life in general. My father would not like to hear that.

Up until about a year ago I had a boyfriend. We were together for a year and a half. He was 34 years old and was previously married. He was a fun, energetic guy who would also take the time to listen to me as I talked about the things that made me laugh, and the things that made me sad. I thought he was pretty special. Unfortunately he could not get by the fact that I was twelve years younger than he was.

Anyway, I've got my own apartment, and a newly purchased 2006 Toyota. I'm twenty minutes from work, about a mile from a mall, and about a half mile from a work-out facility, to which I pay about $20 a month to sweat on an elliptical three times a week. Life could be a whole lot worse.

5 comments:

  1. Heather,

    I read your okcupid profile and I saw your blog address, and here I am.

    After a year you still remember your ex-boyfriend as "being pretty special". You are sensitive girl. And you have a sentimental streak in you too. That comes out in the first paragraph where the family goes to a drive-in movie when you are 12. I'll bet you'll be the kind of person who goes to all your class reunions.

    I'd like to read more, if you have the inclination.

    Allen

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  2. Allen,

    Thank you for visiting and reading. I am going to treat the blog sort of like a diary jotting down just my experiences and my thoughts. But it will be free to read, if you really want to.

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