It's the hottest day of the year in Chicago. Seattle NEVER gets this unbearable- Upgrade!
Our apartment is practically empty. 1 final unsold piece of furniture remains minus a few folding chairs and random junk thrown in corners. Casey noticed yesterday that there's an echo. It's 6 days away and it's all starting to feel very real. It didn't feel real when I agreed to move, not when I told my boss, not even when we signed the new lease. Tomorrow it will become surreal.
Tomorrow all my friends and close family will be coming over to help us celebrate our last few days in Chicago. A full circle since our house warming party 1 year ago, but this time to mark the end end of an era. A drinking extravaganza combined with Seattle themed food. (basically coffee cookies and lots of seafood) I'm praying I don't cry...
Friday, July 23, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Sweet home, Chicago
I love listening to the sounds of the city. I'm sitting here on my balcony, and I can hear music from Big Star across the street, and I can't help but think about the tiny things that I love about this place. My balcony is one of my favorite places to be- It's where I go when I'm stressed, upset, and happy. Altogether, it's a great place for me. From my balcony in Wicker Park, I often sit (with a glass of wine) and listen to the sounds and watch the city go by.
I have seen and heard some crazy things from this spot- from the first few weeks at this apartment when Katie and I were sitting here around 1AM on a Saturday and heard two guys fighting over this girl. It was hilarious, and I remember thinking, "you can't get this type of entertainment anywhere else." There's that huge bus that would draw a crowd every night, but we never could figure out why. Of course we felt like assholes when we realized it was a church van giving out free medical care...but nonetheless, it was always something interesting to talk about.
I currently live above a 7-11 and have become a regular and favorite customer by the workers- Casey, Katie and I all have been. When I go in for my morning coffee they always ask "how come I haven't seen your husband in awhile?" I just giggle because I'm pretty sure they think we have some jaded threesome living arrangement, but it's actually comforting to know that when I get coffee in the morning- there is someone there that knows me by name and asks how I'm doing.
I'm sure it's weird and a little more sentimental that anyone needs to get about a city, but I just love it here.
Don't get me wrong, I am very excited about the changes that await me, (and even more excited that I will have a balcony that will only become unbearable to use about 17 days out of the year,)but nothing will ever be the same as sweet home Chicago :)
I have seen and heard some crazy things from this spot- from the first few weeks at this apartment when Katie and I were sitting here around 1AM on a Saturday and heard two guys fighting over this girl. It was hilarious, and I remember thinking, "you can't get this type of entertainment anywhere else." There's that huge bus that would draw a crowd every night, but we never could figure out why. Of course we felt like assholes when we realized it was a church van giving out free medical care...but nonetheless, it was always something interesting to talk about.
I currently live above a 7-11 and have become a regular and favorite customer by the workers- Casey, Katie and I all have been. When I go in for my morning coffee they always ask "how come I haven't seen your husband in awhile?" I just giggle because I'm pretty sure they think we have some jaded threesome living arrangement, but it's actually comforting to know that when I get coffee in the morning- there is someone there that knows me by name and asks how I'm doing.
I'm sure it's weird and a little more sentimental that anyone needs to get about a city, but I just love it here.
Don't get me wrong, I am very excited about the changes that await me, (and even more excited that I will have a balcony that will only become unbearable to use about 17 days out of the year,)but nothing will ever be the same as sweet home Chicago :)
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