I am putting all the objects in this apartment into boxes. I am doing this one object at a time, one more time.
Claus is flying to DC today to help me load out and drive to Chicago.. By the time he gets here, I’ll have 93% of the work ready, the boxes ready, all labeled where it goes and marked if fragile. Wednesday night, barring disasters, I sleep in my home for the first time in 1.5 years.
I’m not sure in the next few days that I’ll have time with the ol’ PG. If I do have time, you’ll be the first to know. I’m fighting a cold, I’m kind of in a daze that I’ve only got one more day in Washington. But when I think about being back home in Chicago, back in my real headquarters, it’s — well, all I can think of is warm cinnamon rolls with cream cheese frosting. Not eating one. Being one. I can’t explain it. But it’s delicious.
See you on the flip.