It got up to 23°C at IDTWHQ this afternoon, and even now, three hours after sunset, it's still 17°C. Not a record, but not bad for November. I still have all the windows open. (Not for long though.)
We've also had amazing foliage this year. For example, this ash tree a few blocks from my house still hasn't dropped all its leaves:
And Cassie found another sunbeam after we got home:
The forecast says we get three or four more days of this before we get back to normal autumn temperatures. I'm OK with that.
A week after moving, I'm averaging 30 minutes more sleep and my Body Battery score is back to normal levels after two weeks of waking up like a zombie. I might even have all the boxes unpacked by this time next year.
Meanwhile, me shifting a couple tonnes of matter a few hundred meters did not affect the world's spin by any measurable amount:
Finally, the Tribune reviewed a new New York-style pizzeria in East Lakeview that...doesn't sound like it sells the greasy slices I used to get on Lexington after midnight. But I'll try it.
It's a quiet day at Inner Drive Technology World Headquarters 6.0 as I bang away at the 60 or so boxes of books in the library. Only 10 or so of those boxes need to go all the way to my office loft on the 4th floor, so I should make do with only a few dozen Ibuprofens this afternoon.
Meanwhile, Cassie has found a sunbeam on the front deck, just as she did yesterday:
And as a bonus, here's our walk to doggie day care on Friday morning:
Our fall colors just keep going this year. The maples have reached their peak, even as the ashes and oaks are finishing up.
Can you tell when I moved from a first-floor walkup apartment into a 3½–story townhouse?
I figure, Cassie has about 7 years of climbing stairs in her. We're both going to have much stronger legs (though only one of us needs them).
I'm starting to adapt my habits and patterns to the new place. I haven't figured out where to put everything yet, especially in my kitchen, but I'll live with the first draft for a few weeks before moving things around.
I'm also back at work in my new office loft, which is measurably quieter than the previous location—except when the Metra comes by, but that just takes a couple of seconds.
I actually have the mental space to resume my normal diet of reading. If only I had the time. Nevertheless:
Finally, does anyone want to go to New York with me to see a play about Robert Moses starring Ralph Fiennes? Apparently tickets are only $2,000 a pop...
I've unpacked all but one of the rooms in my new house:
Yeah, but this is the "one room:"
It's supposed to rain on Sunday, so what better day to unpack all those books?
Cassie, for her part, only cares that I unpacked her smelly old blanket:
I reported Saturday that Empirical Brewery, one of my favorite hang-outs just 400 meters from my new house, closed unexpectedly on Sunday. Block Club Chicago's Alex Hernandez found out why:
Empirical Brewery was booted from its building and abruptly shut down over the weekend following a months-long legal battle in which the landlord said the company did not pay its rent for several months this year, according to court records.
Hayes Properties, which owns the Foster Avenue building, served Empirical owner Bill Hurley with a five-day notice in May for the brewery to pay just over $16,496 in unpaid rent, or else the lease would be terminated, court documents show.
The landlord then moved to evict Empirical in June, court records show. In that filing, attorneys said the brewery owners owed back rent from Jan. 1 through May 19.
Cook County Judge Theresa M. Smith Conyers granted the eviction request in August, giving Empirical until Sept. 6 to move out of the Foster Avenue building.
The landlord went back to court Sept. 8, saying the brewery was still operating in the space. The landlord asked the court to enforce the eviction, and order Empirical to pay back rent, rent for every month they continued to occupy the building and attorneys fees. In all, Empirical owed about $30,600, court records show.
I'm sorry it went down like that. I hope the employees find new work quickly. And this does increase the likelihood that another brewery will move in. One can hope, anyway.
Today's theme song is U2's "I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For," but I know it's somewhere in the new house...
Unpacking proceeds apace. Last night we were both exhausted and we both had trouble falling asleep. We also both wanted pizza, though Cassie didn't know she wanted it until I brought it into the house.
Back to unpacking. I actually have to work tomorrow, so I need to get at least half my life out of chaos tonight.
I'm minutes from dismantling my WiFi so there won't be a time-lapse like last time. The movers get here in about an hour. Last time it took about 7 hours, but he weather couldn't be better, and I'm moving less than 2 km.
See you from Inner Drive Technology World HQ v6.0... I am very much looking forward to being done with this.
I'm not quite done with my kitchen, master bedroom, or master bathroom, but I have absolutely no energy left:
The big spikes around 3pm were the concert I performed in this afternoon.
So, I'm going to do a couple of low-stress tasks (swapping out the thermostat, disconnecting the A/V equipment) and then I'm going to sit on the couch with Cassie and try not to doze off before 10.