I have no reservations about moving to good ol' St. Louis in a few months... well, almost no reservations. No worries about missing my family and friends (it's only an hour and a half away), or of taking care of our own house, or of our relationship when we have to become roommates. The scariest part of moving to St. Louis is knowing that I'm going to be in the complete minority for the first time in my life... that's right... a Cubs fan in Cardinals territory.
Jonathan wouldn't even let me wear my blue Cubbies tank top to our neighborhood meeting last Fall (yes, it turned into a fight... "you can't tell me what to do" is my favorite attitude to have with him sometimes!) While we're on this subject, we were supposed to go to the Cubs/Cards game that day and all I had packed was my favorite summer Cubs gear - and it was HIS fault we didn't go to the game... if my selective memory serves me right ;) Luckily I have spied a big Chicago Cubs flag flying proudly on the porch of one of our neighbors so maybe I should go introduce myself to people who obviously appreciate the finer things in life!
We've got a whole summer ahead of us, so being five games back isn't really too big of a deal... but come on Cubbies, let's do some work!!!! I don't have any tickets yet or even plans for that matter, but Wrigley is already calling my name again. I need to try to get to at least a couple more games because... THIS IS OUR YEAR... we've been waiting a long 102 years for this season... I'm keeping the faith!
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