Saturday was the day we (mostly Andy) moved B into an apartment in the city. He nonchalantly told us exactly a month ago that he signed a lease. We knew he had been considering moving out but I didn't know he was seriously looking for a place.
I did tell him he's living my dream. When we got married, I wanted to move into a trendy neighborhood in the city. If I was going to be moving to Chicago, I wanted to be in the city, not a suburb. With me working a low-paying newspaper job and Andy in law school, though, we didn't have the money to be in the city or even an apartment by ourselves for that matter.
The moving van Andy rented only had two seats so I stayed home during the actual move. I was OK with that.
Andy got lucky and found a legal parking space so he stuck around to help B put his bed and desk together.
B gets settled in.
E flew to Seattle from Disney on Thursday night then flew in to O'Hare on Friday. While we were moving B into his apartment, she was at the Univeristy of Illinois-Chicago in her role as her sorority's national expansion director installing a new colony. She'll be back later this year to install them as a new chapter. She's gone to other chaoters around the country but it was nice that this time she could be at home with us. August was glad to see her. She wasn't so happy with him when he chewed through her Surface computer cord ... while she was doing installation prep work on it.
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