Fun and Games Dept

Sitch. 



I’m drinking. Earl is guiding. I have no pepper spray. I haven’t been shot. I live in Chicago and I freaking love it. 

I’m drunk. 

The Glass Age.

The company, operating system and ecosystem that brings us to this type of future, quickly, easily and most importantly, securely, will win my dork attention every time.

Living.

I’m standing on our patio. In the distance the Sears Tower is clearly visible, surrounded by other tall buildings just a couple of miles away. I hear music in the air; a nearby block party is still in progress.  Airplanes are lined up in the sky on their approach to O’Hare. I hear a nearby conversation on an adjacent patio. Whiffs of cigar smoke occasionally pass by.  Across the alley the lights in other condos reveal life in progress. The alley below is well lit with LED lights yet nearly silent. There is little movement below. 

One month ago I sat in the backyard of our beautiful home in Central New York dreaming about our future life in Chicago.

That dream has come true. 

Road Trip.

I had told Earl that when it was time to take the Jeep out to Chicago for the big move that I wanted to take two days to make the drive. This week has been occupied with packing, taking care of airplane ownership business, connecting utilities, disconnecting utilities, packing some more and deciding what was going to make the trip to move and what would be sold in our house sale in September.

I started the drive to Chicago this morning. We don’t close on the condo until Wednesday, and therefore we won’t be moving in until Wednesday at lunch time, but in order to accommodate a sane work schedule, we are driving the two vehicles out this weekend. Earl leaves tomorrow morning and will take all Interstate roads, I’m taking the back roads for the trip. I don’t like driving the Jeep at high rates of speed for extended periods of time, because it really is a backcountry/slower speed vehicle, so I’ve been meandering near the Interstates by way of local and U.S. routes.

The drive is pleasant. I’m stationed for the night in Clyde, Ohio in the last room available in this hotel. I’m continue my meandering in the morning with plans on arriving in Chicago tomorrow around dinner time.

The adventure has just begun.

Departure.

We are sitting in front of the Paradise Pier Hotel at the Disneyland Resort awaiting our bus to LAX. We will be riding in air-conditioned comfort on a Disneyland Express motorcoach. We have plenty of time until our 17:15 PDT flight to Chicago. I like this relaxed pace.

Tomorrow Earl and I will be driving from Chicago to our home in Central New York to get things ready for the move at the end of the month. Normally I would be bummed about leaving an awesome place like Disney, especially after a very enjoyable vacation like this one, but I’m excited about the adventure that lies ahead less than two weeks away.

I feel recharged. I feel supercharged. I’m ready for the next adventure.