A question I get a lot is, “So what are you up to in Chicago?” (Actually, not a lot of people ask me that–this readership is pretty minuscule at this point, but I’m going to answer anyway.) Tomorrow marks four weeks since my husband, David, and I moved to Chicago. These last two weeks or so, I’ve started to feel settled and gotten into a pretty good routine. I’m definitely not as bored as I thought I would be, at least not yet. I started doing some freelance writing, which I’ve really been enjoying, and really helps to give my days some shape, but also a lot of flexibility.
Come along with me and I’ll take you on a tour of a typical day…
7:30-8am–Wake up, Elaine! This may sound late to a lot of you, but honestly, it’s about the same time I woke up when we lived in DC. Except now I’m not feeling rushed to get ready and get out the door.
8-9am-Get ready for the day, watch Good Morning America (not ashamed, it’s my favorite morning show and I love it), and eat breakfast
9-9:30am-Watch the start of Live with Kelly while checking e-mail and doing some ,light online shopping (I bought these mules the other day because the ones I really wanted from Nordstrom were back ordered until May and the Go Jane ones were a third of the price and should be here by Thursday!)
9:30-noon-Buckle in for work time! Research, writing, e-mailing with the client I’ve been freelancing for.
Noon-1:30pm–YOGA. My favorite part of the day. I’ve been mainly going to The Lab in the West Loop and occasionally Yogaview in Bucktown. I also found a really terrific Pilates studio in River North called Amplified Pilates.
2-4pm–I go to our health club, get a late lunch or post-yoga smoothie and work for a few more hours.
4-6pm–Either run errands or treat myself to a massage, manicure, etc. (there’s a massage therapy school a few blocks from our apartment and student massages are $40 for a 60-minute massage!)
6-7pm–Make dinner (or, ya know, pick up dinner from a restaurant)
7-10pm–Wind down, watch tv, read, etc.
10pm–Lights out! I’ve been trying to be better about getting to bed earlier. The central time zone means all of my favorite shows are on an hour earlier, so I have no excuse to stay up until 11-11:30.
So, there you have it. A day in my Chicago life, 4 weeks in. Writing it out like that kind of makes it sound boring, but I really, really like it.
Goodbye for meow.