Jen and I spent the last few days in Colorado. This trip was the first time that I noticed Boulder starting to feel like home. I now know my way around (sorta, heh), and we're starting to hit up the same restaurants and shops for the second, third, fourth time, and we met a few really nice people. One of the purposes of this trip was to meet with our architect and contractor to see their ideas and pick a direction to move forward with on our house. It was a strange feeling knowing you own something that has absolutely none of your personality in it, so now that we have the direction for the remodel set, it doesn't feel like a stranger's house anymore. It's becoming so much harder to leave Colorado now when our trips come to and end. It's like being on a vacation where you know you'll be able to stay forever, only not quite yet. Each time we return home, I feel more anxious to plan our next trip back. I do love Chicago and all the people and experiences that have come with it, but I'm ready for our permanent vacation.