After more than 10 years in our beautiful, leafy Evanston condo…
Lake Michigan’s waves crashing in the distance,
bits of brick crumbling from the old neighborhood buildings,
backyard BBQ’s wafting in on a summer evening,
the muffled echoes of a rambunctious dog on the next block over,
.. we’ve decided to move on. We put the place on the market back in July (photos here), and the right couple finally walked through the front door a few weeks ago. They’re head over heels in love, and we’re satisfied with the price. After quietly waiting out the obligatory “attorney review” and “lender appraisal” periods… poof – this coming April 2nd, we’ll be happily homeless.
At that point, we’ll be free to stretch our legs a bit; first heading to California, most likely, for a family wedding at summer’s end. Then perhaps up the coast to see friends in the Bay Area and Pacific Northwest.
Who knows, we may even drive out to New England this fall – we’ve always wanted to watch the trees engulfed in their yearly blaze of color as the Atlantic provides a chilly, gray backdrop.
All these things will most likely take place in or near our trusty new Airstream, which is due to be overhauled this summer. In the meantime, we’ll continue to call my mother-in-law’s house our home for the next several months.
That decision alone, dear Abridgers, may occasionally be worthy of the “adventure” genre all by itself, I’d bet.