Am I the only one who gets stuck watching youtube videos?
You know, you go to youtube because of a link someone sent you and then end up following the recommended videos, one after another?
No? Just me?
Tag: relocation
Things Not Yet Seen
I’m sure many people have heard about the Power of Intention. It may also be known as the Law of Attraction. Let me tell you folks, this is a real thing. Whenever I put out a message to the Universe (which for me is praying to God) for something I need, eventually my message gets a response. Let me give you some examples.
That Time I Accidentally Walked into Someone’s House
On our recent vacation to South Dakota, I discovered that I’m not as nice a person as I believed.
What happened on your trip that made you see that about yourself, Lori?
I have a few stories, so I’ll tell them in separate posts. I’ll start with a hike and then someone’s house I accidentally walked into.
Continue reading “That Time I Accidentally Walked into Someone’s House”
Almost Perfect
May 19th marked the second year anniversary of our move out of Florida and back to where I grew up in the Chicago suburbs. Many of you who followed me in Florida, know how much I wanted out. Still, I wasn’t sure how well I’d do back home after twenty-seven years away.
Family Transitions
My mom has only lived in two places since I was born … the house I was raised in, and the house she moved to after I left the nest.
Take My Problems Back
I’ve been somewhat absent from the blogging world lately, because my husband and I have been going through some tough times. Continue reading “Take My Problems Back”
Sometimes You Just Gotta Cry
Life has become turmoil lately, which is the reason why comments are closed for now.
I thought I’d post an update from my last more substantive post.
Functioning in Chaos
I don’t know how to do it. I have no idea how to function in chaos. I’m terrible in an emergency. I don’t know how to explain it, but my brain doesn’t connect the dots in disorganization. My mind freezes. You may have figured this out about me when I wrote about getting a call that my husband had an accident.
Owning Choices
So, due to the high cost of living and job insecurity in the Chicago area, we found a more financially sound place to live in Florida.
This meant, I needed to say goodbye to all of my family and friends, which was not an easy task.
Why I Moved
Many years ago, when my husband and I were still newlyweds, we moved far, far away from family and friends.
Those who follow me know we went from the Chicago area, to Florida, but I never shared why.
You see, it was becoming more and more difficult to afford the cost of living in Chicago. My husband was a blue collar worker where he was either forced to join a union, or work for petty wages outside of a union. Neither choice was good, and here is why.
Maddening and Miraculous
The last time I posted about the unbearable heat at Christmas in Florida, I never dreamed I’d be living in the north two years later. Even though I wanted to move, I didn’t think it would actually happen.
The Adjustment
We’ve been in our new, old hometown for five months now. For those of you who haven’t read here before, I call it my new, old hometown, because twenty-seven years ago I moved away from where I grew up. Now I’m back.
Enough with the Stuff
I never thought of myself as a pack-rat. I despise clutter and like cozy but spacious living areas. How about you?
Old Home
If One More Person Asks …
… what (the hell) did you move to Illinois from Florida for … they’ll be a viral video of a short, 
middle-aged lady screaming at someone like a raving maniac.
The Shocking Goodbye to Life in Florida
My old neighborhood back in Florida
Remember the blogs about my bizarre neighbors? Well, those stories were nothing compared to the grand finale send off that my neighborhood gave me just four days before I moved away.
It’s a Bug’s World
I got to smell my favorite flowers for the first time in twenty-seven years. Lilacs. We moved back north just in time for the colorful spring.
Lori's Lane 