Stroller Days

A walk in a friend's stroller with The Boy's new friend, Blanket.  It's the first time he's taken a stroll in a front facing stroller as opposed to his car seat/stroller combo that positions him more on his back.  He really enjoyed it and so did I.  Our time in Chicago is drawing to a close and I'm trying to make the most of every moment.  The evening walk with the wind blowing and sun setting was perfect.  The Boy took a little snooze while I kept stopping every few blocks to admire him.  

The Boy Is Crawling!

We have left our apartment and have been homeless for the past week.  I shouldn't say homeless, that's not entirely accurate.  We've been staying with friends.  We also have an apartment in Studio City, CA waiting for us.  Most homeless folks probably have neither.

Anyway, we've been doing a ton with moving and wrapping up life in Chicago.  We're all worn out from it.  Today Mr. Jarcy came home from an audition with a smallish white bag and box.  I thought it might be a present for his exhausted wife.  Unfortunately, it was the cremains of our beloved pet who was put down a few weeks ago.  Oh god.  

Things are still crazy in our lives but it's nice to be able to put a few chaos producing issues behind us.  Right now Mr. Jarcy is doing his best Regin Philbin impression for The Boy and I know that we're on the right path.  

Moving To Limbo Land

Hello!

Tomorrow the Jarcy's are moving.  We are moving to...well, it's complicated.  We've worked out with our (drunken) landlords to break our lease a month early.  We've also decided to leave 3 weeks early and to be homeless during that time so that we can leave the (drunken) landlords.  Seriously, if you have (drunken) landlords, just make sure to put all communication in writing AND do NOT live in the same building.  You have been warned.  

We're going to live with some friends and parents over the next month.   

I've heard crashing and banging upstairs all night.  We're the ones frantically packing the night away and yet those two ladies upstairs are the ones making all the racket.  I can only assume they are celebrating our departure with some cocktails.  

Ta ta Roscoe Village!  We have loved you immensely but are ready to move on.  It's all very sad but also exciting. 

Sweet Relief

Ah, so we're moving.  We were going to move out of our apartment the end of this month, however, I'm no longer willing to live in this crazy building.  Just done.  No.  No more.  Dunzo.  Bye bye.

Oh yeah, and I have no hot water and would love a shower.  

So there you have it.  I don't even have ill will at this point, I just want a new environment and am willing to pay a bundle to find immediate relief.  Besides, I gotta take care of The Boy!  He's too adorable and lovable to live here.  

I feel good and it's about time.  It's like being released from prison.  (Or as close as I hope to ever get to knowing what that might be like).  

If you need any of the Jarcys, we'll be staying at a hotel somewhere in Chicago!