So here I am in Chicago!
Actually, right now I’m in Wheaton, about 30 miles outside of Chicago.
That’s the problem.
I’m commuting to my new job downtown. Which is great! The job – not the commuting. And I can’t even imagine how much I’ll enjoy it once I figure out what the heck I’m doing.
But back to the commuting: I am SO over it. My commute is almost an hour and a half one way. <cue the violins>
As I write this, it’s 7:47 on Wednesday night and I just got home. All I’ve had time to do so far tonight is eat the dinner that my mother lovingly prepared for me and put away the laundry that my mother lovingly washed and folded for me (ok, there are some perks to this situation).
I’ll be honest. All I want to do right now is have a glass of red wine and watch the episode of Glee that I didn’t have time to watch last night. It was good, right? I swear, at least 5 of my friends haved quoted it in their Facebook status.
But then there’s this blog. And the last thing I want to do is neglect it. I love this blog! Because who doesn’t love talking about themselves? Or more specifically, who doesn’t love talking about me?
Now that I’m done being self-absorbed (or at least talking about it), I’ll get to the point:
There’s a very good chance that instead of exploiting this blog to spout my pointless musings, I may very well not have the time to post much on it. Abuse and neglect – I’m a horrible blog parent. Please don’t call DBWS (Department of Blog and Writing Services) on me.
Ok, can you tell I’m tired? I’m not even sure that last paragraph made sense. And I don’t care.
But don’t worry, I really am going to try my best to continue to blog as much as possible. I just wanted to issue a preemptive apology in case I go through a few writing dry spells due to this inflexible time suck called a commute.
Also, this situation is temporary! We should have an apartment in the city by January. This fact alone is motivating me to board the train with the rest of my cattle herd companions every morning and night instead of throwing myself in front of it.
So that’s my update for now! Sorry for the negativity. With the exception of the commute and the fact that I miss my husband and my dog who are stuck in St. Louis, everything else is great! Really. I’m not being sarcastic. I’m super happy to be back in Chicago and actually excited to be at work everyday. I’m just not excited to go to work.
Ok, enough of this. Time for Glee!
Carlie Crash 
Hi Carlie – it’s Mike, Will’s co-worker. So, Will directed me to your website to check out some pictures of your new apartment, but unfortunately I was immediately distracted by the “Here I Am” section. Specifically, I fear that you are using “i.e.” when “e.g” is more appropriate. “Wha?!!!” you ask? Well, let me explain. See, “i.e.” means “that is.” It is used to explain more specifically a previous statement. On the other hand, “e.g.” means “for example,” and is used to provide a generally illustrative but non-exhaustive list. So, when you say “trying to soak up the good things in life (i.e. going out, shopping, traveling),” you give the impression that you mean to exclude other experiences in which to soak, e.g., spending quality alone time with your husband, or getting super bombed while sitting at home on the couch watching the Bachelor be wholly ridiculous and not give roses to women like Keltie, who is really cute and can kick really high in a cocktail dress. *ahem* Anyway, I am not suggesting that you are technically wrong, only that the Bachelor makes poor decisions and that the written word is a powerful tool which should not be wielded so willy nilly.