Easter in Chicago

Chicago! Finally! So much for the warm, comfortable weather we had in VA. It’s cold, wet, and dreary here, much like London. Maybe we never even left! Nah, couldn’t be. Cars are driving on the right side, take that however you like.

As most of you already know we’re planning a summer wedding for this year and that meant a trip back to help get things in order. A week off of pure planning, and a week working in the Chicago office. A good mix allowing for personal things to get done as well as some face-to-face time in the old office.

The week off was busier than I ever could have imagined. From the minute we arrived, we were on the go. We even made a few stops on the way home from the airport. With the wedding shower coming up over the weekend, there was food to buy, tables to set, a house to clean, and last minute issues to fret over. Never a dull moment when you’re a Murphy. We managed to get everything ready the day before, and spend some quality, albeit late, time with the family that night.

The shower was a huge success, and it was so wonderful being able to see everyone again. There wasn’t nearly enough time to get around and talk to everyone for long, but when you only get a short trip home, any time with them is better than no time at all. You can see a bunch of the shower pictures below in case you missed it. One day of recovery wasn’t nearly enough, but that’s all there was before heading back to work on Monday.

I love Chicago and working downtown, but after being spoiled with a 12 minute commute in London, I can’t handle the hour and a half it takes to get in anymore. It’s the biggest waste of time and productivity. Thankfully it was a holiday weekend for Easter in the UK, which meant a 4 day workweek and one less commute into the city.

Our final few days in Chicago were crammed but we managed to finally get to the Volo Auto Museum, which has been on the list of things to do for several years. That’s a dangerous place for those of us who love cars. So many options and so little money to work with!

Although it’s been a couple weeks, this trip home has felt so short. I can’t wait to get back to our own flat and daily routine, but there are always things I miss and most importantly, people! Not having to live out of a suitcase will certainly be nice, but you can bet we’ll both be counting the days until we’re back again. Only 82 days, 3 hours, 45 minutes and 23 seconds left. Not that we’re keeping track or anything…