Two weeks ago (one week ago? I don't even remember), Adam and I flew across the country (he from Alaska, me from California) and met up in Chicago with 72 hours available and the single mission of finding somewhere to live.
But first, deep dish and I had to get to know one another. After our formal introductions I think we'll be great friends.
Then after spending all day with an elderly German man who pointed out every single train in Chicago, took us to a Russian grocery store (so cool), hung up on two people and called another Realtor a "STUPID HOOKER!" he finally helped us find our home in Chicago.
It's a two bedroom house with a one car garage and the largest basement I've ever seen in my life. Did we want a three bedroom? Yes. Did I want a fenced backyard? Yes. Is this house in the most perfect of perfect neighborhoods of Lake Bluff, IL enabling me for the first time in over four years to actually walk to amenities while also feeling like a suburban queen? YES, YES, AND MORE YES.
No matter what the house looks like, I'm in so much love with the two block walk to the train, the two block walk to "downtown" and the five block walk to the lake where there is an actual fenced off dog beach. In the words of Rachel Zoe, I die.
Once we found somewhere to live and I stopped sweating through my shirt in a panic thinking I'd be homeless we realized we had a moment to actually explore Chicago. So first thing we did was terrify ourselves by standing in a glass box 103 stories above the street. I know you can jump and pose and be weird in these things, but OMG it was all I could do to smile and not think about how I was going to die.
Something about that glass box just didn't feel right, you know?
There's no nice wrap up to the post except to say yesterday the movers took everything we own except for a few odds and ends and we won't see them again until May 8th. Friday morning we'll get in the car and start the 7+ day drive to our new life.
Shit is a mess right now and if my cheese grater hadn't already been packed I might try to remove my skin with. But I guess in the meantime let's all look at the cute house pictures and try to forget the fact I won't have a home cooked meal again until mid May and the same three outfits are all I have on rotation until someone gives me back my entire life...