Greetings from the chilly tundra of Minneapolis, Minnesota. Unlike most years, there is no snow. But MAN I got some cold.
So back up to Monday. I wasn’t going to come home for my grandpa’s funeral (he died last Saturday) because it is midterms week and my professors were not loving the fact that I was going to miss last week. Oh but don’t worry, they were sorry for my loss. See, the thing is that I don’t grieve at funerals. I don’t really feel a connection to the funeral tradition or churches for that matter. I know I should feel like I should be at the funeral for my dad, mom, and aunts but I just didn’t feel like I needed to. I was home for my grandma’s funeral in June but I went for my grandpa. Plus flying last-minute is SO expensive and student loans don’t really cover it. Gah. But my dad called and told me I had to come home for the funeral. I didn’t argue of course. So I called Delta and they were being a-holes (have I mentioned I hate Delta?) and I ended up crying in the library on campus. Cool. Well, I book my tickets and tried to get my school stuff in order. This resulted in a breakdown in the bathroom and feeling so stressed out I was about dry-heaving. Great image. Basically one of my professors wants me to take an incomplete because I missed a group presentation. Super not great because that class is offered once a year and I’m supposed to graduate in one month. I also have to do a HUGE makeup assignment for another class. Awesome. Sigh.
So since Delta sucks a lot I had to fly into Minneapolis Tuesday night and can’t get a flight out until tomorrow. Okay. It sounds like I don’t love my family. I love my family more than anything but my grandpa is dead. Part of it is that my sister can’t come home from Peru so I had to represent the granddaughters. Maybe years from now when I have my Masters Degrees and an awesome job I’ll be happy I came home. Right now I want to cry because my professors are so hardcore. I feel like all this school stress prevented me from valuing the time with my family and celebrating my grandpa. I hate that.
While I was here, I went to a gym. I knew I needed to get destressed some how and being around my family was NOT going to destress me!!! But the gym doesn’t open early enough tomorrow so I’m going to try to run outside.

Who thinks I can run tomorrow?? 5 degrees is doable but with that windchill?? I have my winter running clothes and some one-time us heat things.
So I’ve found some thing that did make me happy during this week of crap.
1. The MPLS. I love Minneapolis. Yes it’s cold. But personally I find this dry cold MUCH better than the damp cold in Seattle. It’s not that bad the cold. And holy SUN!!! I do really like Minneapolis. So much culture!! So many neighborhoods and great food. And people here are so NICE!!! Growing up here I was spoiled with how nice people are. And by people I mean strangers. Waiting in line at the store it is totally normal to have conversations with fellow shoppers. I LOVE that.
2. The French Meadow Bakery. Since my birthday was on Sunday, I convinced my parents we should go out to eat. My parents like to go out to eat some they thought it was a great idea. We went to The French Meadow Bakery. Their bread is sold nationwide but they have a cafe here. And they serve dinner. It was AMAZING. I ate this:

REALLY good!!! If you are in Minneapolis go eat here. K?
3. CHICAGO MARATHON. YUP YUP. I’m running it. Oct 7. More on that one later : )
How was your week?? Any good stories to cheer a girl up?
x0x0, Emily
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