i acquired a new appreciation for the chicago neighborhood in which i work, today. norwood park. still within the city limits, but only by a hair, this nested neighborhood is filled with houses built around wwII. tiny, cute, and just right for a young couple and a bunny. eh-hem.
today i was meeting my former supervisor, eden, for dinner (around norwood) at 6. i get out of work at 4:30, so i thought my hour and a half to kill would be the perfect time for a run. best decision in a long time.
as i ran through the neighborhood, a variety of dinner smells came across my nose...i wondered if the people eating dinner inside their tiny houses appreciated their neighborhood and their home-cooked meals. i felt nostalgic for something i cannot put my finger on.
a bungalow. this image makes me a bit queasy, but that aside, the house is adorable. i can just imagine myself saying, "i live in a BUNGAlow." can't you?
ps - if you would like to see the real bungalows of norwood park, click here...
http://www.trulia.com/property/1048755965-6650-W-Raven-St-Chicago-IL-60631
pps - i could look online for houses for HOURS. when i was little my mom and i used to watch the realty one tv show on sunday mornings...the show displayed house after house after house (inside and out). sometimes after the show we would go and look at the houses in person. so fun. member, les?
I still watch the show....only I don't have my buddy to see the houses in person. She moved away a few years ago :(
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