Alright, folks…here it is: today is June 27, 2012. This date marks almost exactly six months since I stuck my neck out with my very public New Years Resolution. You regular readers of this post might remember in early January when I posted my rather ambitious resolution for the new year. It wasn’t the usual litany of losing weight, going to the gym more, or any other pedestrian reform. No, mine was a year-long project to get organized and scrub my house from top to bottom – every floor, every room, every closet, every cabinet. No corner would be overlooked in my frenzy. I was determined to create a completely dust-free, clutter-free home. The goal I had set for myself was to simply be able to enjoy the Christmas holiday season when it rolls around again (which I’ve come to realize, happens at the same time every year – so why does it always come as such a surprise?). Continue reading
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Moving to the suburbs did not prove to be as difficult as I’d feared. In fact, I have to admit, it’s been quite nice. Of course, I’ve had twenty-five years to get used to it. When my older sister (from whom I’ve learned most of the important things in life) moved out to the boonies, she’d had a completely different experience. She had moved from an apartment above a pharmacy (a really nice apartment, though) to a beautiful home in a very desirable western suburb. It seemed a dream come true. But, it didn’t come without reservations. The biggest being, what’s the water going to be like? That was always the question. That was the question from our parents and five brothers left behind. Because, we knew that outside the city limits, existed the wild frontier, unknown, unchartered and definitely without Chicago water.