I knew Chicago was nicknamed the Windy City before we got here, but I didn’t fully understand what that meant. The wind here is no joke. I usually wear dresses 95 percent of the time, but I am wearing pants much more often here, so I can avoid having my own Marilyn Monroe moment.
You know how I was all worried about missing the food in Texas? I haven’t thought about it at all. Instead I am constantly looking up lists about the best restaurants in Chicago. Taste of Chicago is coming up, and I am eagerly putting together a game plan. If you have never been to Chicago, the food alone is worth a visit.
Speaking of Texas, I think we brought the torrential downpours here with us. We haven’t had a rain-free weekend yet. I’m really hoping for some sun soon, so I can finally check out our pool deck!
There is nothing more fun than exploring the city with my love. On most services, he only gets one day off a week (though they can tell him to work two weeks straight and get a weekend at the end), so I have been trying to take advantage of our limited time. Chris might say I might be trying to take a little too much advantage when I made him walk over 10 miles on Sunday.
Even though Chicago has been fun so far, the transition to freelancing has been hard. I miss my job, my coworkers, and having somewhere to be every day. I have to force myself to get out of the house more often before I go crazy.