The last 8 days or so have been quite a whirlwind in this neck of the woods. We haven't had internet since August 17th and have finally been reunited with the WWW once again. At first I thought I missed it, but in reality there really hasn't been much time to sit wrapped up in my snuggie at my desk farting around on the computer. A little detachment from the reins of technology every now and than is actually quite lovely.
In the past 8 days...
We closed on our first home which is located in the suburbs. Not sure how the hubby exactly convinced me to leave, but I'm still very close to a Trader Joe's and have plenty of running trail options now so hopefully suburban life won't suck the life out of my normal scrappy self that I've grown quite partial to.
Then we got in a car accident in our last few hours of packing and scrambling around the city tying up all the loose ends we procrastinated on for weeks. While we were okay physically, getting rear ended while at a red light by an idiot who clearly wasn't paying attention was just enough to make this crazy girl flip her lid. There was some yelling, quite a few vulgar words spewing out of my mouth that I don't normally use, and then I was told to sit in the car. Not always a lady I suppose.
|"Benny", as I like to call our wheels, is okay now but in his short 6 year life has sported 3 different bumpers.|
I don't know what it is but for some reason people like to rear end me while my car is at a complete stop.
After the accident the police refused to come out to the scene and we ended up getting in a fight with this police officer that was refusing to help. Chicago Police are very classy where it apparently is normal protocol to degrade those who are coming to you for help and ignore them while texting on your iPhone as you're on the clock and tell them that you aren't a priority to them.
Saturday the 18th after the accident that caused massive chaos to our day, we switched into maniac packing mode to get everything ready for our move the next day. That night was our 5 year wedding anniversary and last night as Chicago residents that we celebrated at an underground speakeasy which was super cute and really made me sad to have to leave these kinds of kitschy places behind. By the end of the night we were feeling a bit ragged around the edges after multiple nights of little to no sleep as we slept on the floor, had our entire life packed away in boxes, and practically no food in the house left. It would be safe to say I was feeling a bit hairy by the time moving day rolled around.
Sunday the 19th was my last morning in Chitown and I had a tempo run planned that didn't happen. Legs felt like crud at 5 am and my energy level was well into the negatives. For months I dreaded those last few miles and knew that it would be tough for my soul to say sayonara to the city that made such a huge impact on who I've become in the past 10 years. But goodbyes aren't forever and I'll be back soon.
Since Sunday we've been unpacking, installing new floors, unpacking, stealing free internet from Starbucks, unpacking, trying to figure out how to run a house, unpacking, and quite a bit of yard work to no longer make our house the eye sore of the block. Moving from a 1 bedroom 600 sq ft apartment to a 4 bedroom 1800 sq ft house has been interesting and exhausting.
Our first full day in the house we felt like idiots after trying to figure out how to get hot water and having to call my parents to the rescue. Apparently hot water heaters don't work unless a pilot light is lit, who knew??? Still trying to adjust to the suburban life and home ownership as it is quite different from the big city.
People feel like they can knock on your doors here for anything:
steak salesmen selling meat out of the back of a minivan that are only $5 a piece with a minimum purchase of 23 steaks that go back into their 1980 Chevy Astro after you pass and pee in a water bottle which they pour out in the street in front of your house...
internet and cable providers just ringing your bell at 8:30 pm trying to get you to sign up for their service right then and now because you checked out their rates online...
evangelists who want to know how you feel about violence...
I'm going to make a sign for my home that very clearly states "NO SOLICITATION" but will have one clause...
"Girl Scouts selling cookies will always be welcome"
The good news is that there are lots of trails here with plenty of variety in terrain within a mile or so from my home. After being a creature of habit for so many years running the same trail on the lakefront nearly everyday it'll be nice to have routes and a change of scenery for every run.
The Chicago lakefront still has a hold on me and I've been missing it like crazy these last 7 days, there really isn't anything better than running into the skyline lakeside.
Do you run on the streets or stick to the sidewalks? Not sure what the protocol is for that.