Yesterday marked my two-year anniversary in Chicago. Where has the time gone? It doesn’t feel like it’s been two years since I packed my boxes into a U-Haul and moved into my little apartment.
Oh, my little apartment.
There are so many things I love about the city, but real estate is not one of them.
You know what I’m talking about — the impossibly tiny closet-sized units that come with all the perks of big city living.
Seriously. Sitcoms are filled with totally unrealistic expectations of big-city apartment living.
I’m looking at you, Carrie Bradshaw.