Downtown Girl

Whenever anyone asks me if I miss my old job I am quick to answer, "Nope!"

And it's true. The work was intense. I had a ridiculous amount of stress. For my age and experience I was paid generously. But when you actually looked at the work I accomplished and the Fortune 500 client list I catered to, it wasn't nearly enough.

Nowadays I crawl into bed at night thinking, "Whew! Made it through that day!"

Back then I would crawl into bed at night with a pit in my stomach wondering which of my projects would encounter a firedrill the next day that would throw the whole account into crisis.

But there is one thing I miss. I miss being in downtown Minneapolis everyday.

As a little kid my parents would treat me to a downtown extravaganza every once in a while. And even then I remember getting an excited boost of adrenaline when our car would round a bend and all those tall buildings would come into sight. There's a reason I'm the only child out of three who chose to go to college in the city.

I love the hustle. I love all the men and women dressed up in their business suits. I love the endless choices of coffee shops. I love the Thursday afternoon farmer's market. I love the lunchtime crowds. I love the skyways and one-ways. Everything you could ever hate about being in the epicenter of a big city I happen to love.

This weekend my mom is staying downtown for an event and when she called and wondered if I wanted to meet her down there for lunch I quickly agreed. In fact you've probably heard me often reference a coffee meeting downtown or a lunch with friends or just a trip to meet up with my dear ol' hubby.

I jump at any chance to get myself down there. It's in my blood.

Becoming a mom might have taken me out of the city, but you can't take the city out of this mom.