I am so happy to be home. This week was rough. I would get to work at 7 and I would leave at 7 or 8 or later. It was great fun in that stressful, pounding headache type of way. I did have some really nice dinners. A colleague from Florida was in the office and we went out twice. The first time to Maggiano’s and the second night to The Signature Lounge on the 95th Floor of the John Hancock Building. Let me tell you the 95th was the greatest. We got a table by the window and ordered wine and steak and dessert. If that wasn’t enough, our window overlooked the Navy Pier and that evening they had fireworks! We actually looked down at the fireworks! It was incredible.
At the baggage claim this evening, you will never believe who I bumped into! The cute, Steve McQueen-guy that I spoke to a few weeks ago but I panicked and left without much of a word and then I wanted to kick myself in the head. Well, this time the conversation went much better. I didn’t panic! Now don’t get any ideas. He didn’t give me his number nor did I give him my number but I think I may run into him again. He works for Nestle. I think that is a good sign.