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By my side

I’ve been in Chicago almost two months now. I know my way around the neighborhood a bit better. My apartment looks like a home.

Feels like one, too.

As I’ve wandered around the city, seeing the sights and figuring out the subway system — I mean ‘L’ — I have documented it on social media.

People can diss Facebook and Instagram all they want, but when you move to a new city on your own, being able to share it with friends online gives you a wonderful sense of community.

With time, I will get that right here in the South Loop, but for now, I am especially grateful to my virtual one. 

Thanks for coming along for the ride!

Welcome home 

My mother’s china has been packed in a box for 27 years. 

I have taken it with me from city to city, to nine different homes, but have never had the cabinet space to display it. 

Well, today it sees the light!

Isn’t it beautiful? 

After all those moves, I unwrapped each piece with some trepidation, but only one was broken. 

It somehow seems fitting.

The key to happiness 

I handed over the keys for my New York City apartment to my broker on Thursday and flew off to Chicago.

My new place won’t be ‘mine’ until Tuesday, so until then, business trips — and generous cousins in a nearby burb — are providing shelter.

I’m used to living out of a suitcase,  so this vagabond period doesn’t really bother me. But it is somewhat disconcerting to not have keys to anything.

We spend so much time looking for our keys, carrying them, losing them, finding them…and now, I got nuthin.

My cousins, on the other hand….

They’re just showing off.

Thank you note

I began plotting my move to Manhattan at the tender age of eight at the dining room table in our tiny farm community in Kentucky.  

It took me a few years, and I made some stops along the way, but I made it. And I’ve a spent the past decade here in the Big Apple.

Thank you, New York City,  for being everything that little girl dreamed of and so much more.

Tomorrow I begin a new adventure  in Chicago. I feel like a kid again, and just as excited!

Patriotic packing 

The Egg is moving from Manhattan to Chicago at the end of July, and today, even my supplies are feeling the occasion!

#Happy4thofJuly #USA

On the move

Since I graduated from college, I have lived in four cities.

I like moving. I like change.

I have spent on average seven years in each city before I got ‘the itch’ to make a move.

Someone asked me recently if I ever considered moving back to any of the places I’ve already lived. Honestly, I have not.

Moving has always been an opportunity to discover a new city, new people,  and a new way of life.

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But will I say never, though?  Absolutely not.

That’s when I’m guaranteed to reappear!