Chicago!
Today during lunch, I came to a conclusion: We might just have to move to Chicago.
Don’t get me wrong. I LOVE Dallas. And I don’t love Chicago. I’m not 100% sure I even like it…
No, that’s wrong. I like Chicago. I just not convinced I’ll grow to love it.
For one, it smells bad nearly all the time. And it has actual winters… with snow, and rain, and wind-chills.
Yet, its better qualities are undeniable: being on the lake, being an actual CITY, having the bean, having a subway system (I don’t love being on the subway, but it’s certainly handy when I need to get anywhere), having jobs, etc.
The biggest boon is its proximity to our respective families. As Jason and I talk about having little ones, it’s hard to imagine living 1000+ miles away from any family members. We would both love to have our kids grow up knowing their cousins, and seeing their grandparents more often than just over holidays.
I would love to love Chicago. And I’m sure I’ll get there eventually.
If not, I’ve already added a clause to my long-standing, never-ending contract with Jason, detailing that if we live in a state that has an actual winter (snow, etc.), we have to take a vacation to a warmer place during one of the colder months…I think going to the Bahamas would be a great first winter vacation. 
For now, I think we’ll stay put for at least another year or three. We’ve only been in Dallas for a year, and there’s still quite a bit to explore.
My favorite skyline.
