Pst. Hey, pst. Come o’er here, I got somethin’ for you.
Okay, I trust you now – don’t mess with me. And whatever you do, don’t tell Chicago. You know how he is – all about the family…. Can I trust you?
Okay, here goes.
Whew. It feels good to get that off my chest. You don’t even know – I’ve been carrying that around for a while.
It’s just that Los Angeles could give me things Chicago couldn’t. Then again, Chicago gives me thrills I can’t even define. But Los Angeles is exotic. But Chicago is passion. Oh! I’m just so confused!
Max and I are trying to decide between the two. I have obvious love for Chicago, but I’ve never been to L.A.. So we’re planning a small trip to scope it out soon, so I could have a more unbiased opinion.
Right now the pro/con list isn’t making the choice any easier. It looks like this: One one blackboard we have Chicago. Windy City, Second City. On the other blackboard we have Los Angeles. The City of Angels. You can see my dilemma.
I shouldn’t have even said anything.
What do you think though? Do Los Angeles and I have a chance? Or will Chicago be my one and only? Time will tell, or as my good friend Angela McBurleson of the McBurleson clan would say, “Only Tim will tile.”
Started comparing job listings for myself this week, so that will help with the decision. Took a gander at the cost of living analysis between the two. It’s a big decision, and although I’m scared to make it – I have to. Dot says it best in Sunday in the Park with George, “The choice may have been mistaken, the choosing was not.” – I have to move on.
We’ve got time to do more research, of course – but I’m torn. What would you choose? What are some things I should analyse? What are things you thought about when moving to a new city? Feel free to leave feedback anonymously in the comments.
Chicago has more character (though I’ve spent little time there). LA has sunshine, and beaches that are on an actual ocean (yeah yeah, Great Lakes) and sunshine! Sunshine and warmth for most of the year. The cold and the wind of Chicago seem unpleasant, but I might be willing to brave them for the character. People are pretty fake in southern California. If the choice was San Francisco versus Chicago, it’d be easy for me to decide.