Windy, Again

In a weird sort of serendipity, we are back in Chicago today. Of course it’s been three weeks since we returned from our last trip, I only got around to writing about it yesterday. The never ending irony of blogging is that when I have something interesting to write about, I’m too busy. When I’m not busy, I don’t have anything interesting to write about.

So, why are we back in Chicago after just three weeks at home? Primarily, because I owe a good friend a 50th birthday dinner. But we also made a pact to visit here more often, since it’s my husband’s home town. And we didn’t really get to do a whole lot when we were visiting here with family. So yesterday we drove down for a five day stay. We’re staying in Evanston, which is where I went to college. Back then it was a sleepy little town. I was more than a little shocked by how much it’s grown in the last 28 years. Has it really been that long?

The weather decided to crap out on us again for this trip. Today’s high was 48 degrees. Did I mention the cloudy and windy part was back as well? So despite my multiple layers, coat, hat and gloves, I still managed to be cold. We spent the majority of the day near the Merchandise Mart, visiting fixture and furniture stores. A little homework for our future dream house, which may happen sooner that we were expecting. We found a builder we like during the Parade of Homes and if we can get the design nailed down over the winter, we could be breaking ground next spring. Amazing, considering we just closed on the land two days ago.

So this trip comes at a convenient time. Too bad the weather didn’t get the memo.