Strange things are happenin’!

A made my annual voyage to the southland for the holidays a few weeks ago. While I do enjoy going “home” for the holidays, it can prove to be rather stressful. There are always more people to see than humanly possible in one week. Unavoidably, someone gets their feelings hurt because I don’t see them or don’t spend enough time with them. I promise that it’s not intentional. It’s just impossible to visit all the people that I came to know and love in 35 years in Georgia in one week. To make matters worse, I got sick and spent two of my precious visitation days holed up in a house watching TV. So, if I didn’t see you or I didn’t spend enough time with you, I am sorry and I really do love you!

The really cool thing is that IF you come to see me…you get me all to yourself. Some of you need to think about that (you know who you are!). And, as an added travel bonus, you can see one of the coolest, most awesomist cities in the world!

The strange thing that happened on this last voyage was that I got homesick. It was the first time that I was in Georgia, but considered Illinois home. It was a strange feeling. Normally when I am there, I don’t want to “go back”. This time, I was ready to “go home”. So for my friends who moved to Chicago after me, who are still homesick (hmmm...hmmmm....no names....MR and LC)….the answer to "how long does it last?" is 3 years and 3 months……one thousand, one hundred eighty five days….no more, no less.