Over the years, Easter has become my absolute favorite holiday, but if I’m being honest, I really dreaded Easter this year. All of my roommates were leaving town for the holiday, most of my friends were leaving town as well, and the friends that were staying in Chicago either 1) do not care at all about Easter or 2) had plans. I tried to talk myself into believing the weekend would be fine when I was alone in my apartment on Thursday night, but it wasn’t going very well.
I had a to-do list filled with boring grown-up tasks a mile long for this weekend – so long, in fact, that I took Friday off work to make a dent in it. Adulting Task #1: my first dentist appointment in almost two years.
GOOD. HEAVENS, you guys. My dentist’s office in Michigan was in a renovated house with equipment and technology primarily from the…1980s? 1970s? It’s a pretty no-frills operation over there, but they got the job done. My dentist in Chicago could not have been more different from my old dentist in Michigan. Their chairs come with a massaging function. Whaaaaat?! It was magical. Of even greater importance, however, was that my dentist did not see any immediate reason to remove my wisdom teeth (Fear About Going to The Dentist #1), nor did she find a cavity in one of my molars (Fear About Going to The Dentist #2). All in all, it was a wildly successful appointment.
I took my phone out as I left the dentist to update my mother on my cavity-free status and was quite surprised to see a text from my best friend, asking if I wanted to go to a party on Saturday. Having been under the impression that my best friend had gone home for the weekend, I accepted the invitation on the condition that he’d go to church with me and/or hang out with me on Easter. Done and done. My mood about the weekend instantly improved by roughly 293847328%, and that good mood carried me through the remainder of my adulting for the day, which included Task #2 (the bank), Task #3 (voting), and Task #4: obtaining an Illinois driver’s license.
Theoretically, I probably should have taken care of this, oh, about two and a half years ago, but getting your first Illinois driver’s license is no walk in the park, so I dawdled (and my Michigan license didn’t expire until later this year, so I was in no rush). Only certain Secretary of State offices will issue your first Illinois license, and those offices, of course, are only open during normal business hours, when most of us are, you know, business-ing. You also need to bring just about every single important legal document you’ve ever obtained throughout your existence proving who you are and where you live, and let me tell you, nothing says nerve-wracking quite like carrying all of those things around with you on public transportation. I was pretty sad to surrender my Michigan license, though, especially because Illinois’ driver’s licenses are WAY ugly compared to Michigan’s pretty ones. Oh, the problems of my life 😛
Despite being SLAMMED (is the Secretary of State’s office ever not slammed, though?) I was in and out within just about an hour and had more than enough time to go grocery shopping, assemble my Easter decorations, and head to church for the Good Friday service.
(I did not intend to take such a Pinterest-y picture, but HOLY SMOKES. Can we discuss how basic b*tch lifestyle blogger that turned out to be? The lighting! The symmetry! The whiteness! The quasi-minimalism! If I ever want to fool anyone into thinking I lead a glamorous, perfect life, I shall refer them to this picture.)
I spent a good portion of Saturday prepping for Sunday, including baking key lime pie cookies…
…and assembling the dry ingredients for orange lemon poppyseed muffins, which I baked Sunday morning before church. Delicious.
My best friend is currently Whole30-ing, so instead of coming over for a traditional-by-my-standards Easter meal, we went to his place and he prepped a bunch of food for the week while I watched. Haha. I realize that sounds incredibly anticlimactic, but let me tell you, when you had expected to spend your entire afternoon all by your lonesome, hanging out with your best friend while he makes kale chips suddenly becomes the most wonderful way to spend your day. (Also, kale chips are delicious. Things I learned on Sunday.)
Later that evening, I came home and made myself a completely unnecessary Easter dinner of ham, scalloped potatoes, and a vegetable dish involving corn, sugar snap peas, red peppers, and dill, despite the fact that I still was not hungry from way, way overindulging at breakfast. I called my family and went to bed way too late with a huge smile on my face. For expecting the weekend to be miserable, it turned out to be just perfect, and I was oh-so pleased 🙂
How was your weekend?