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Something completely out of my character, but I guess I needed some decompression :). Quite unexpectedly, I found myself listening to Audible Originals’ “Mistletoe Murders” – all three seasons, and I utterly enjoyed it! Literally, what I needed! Also, after two months of not touching my Apple Vision, I finally pulled it out and charged, and found that there were a couple of upgrades in between, which resulted in a better user experience, and also that there were several new immersive videos, including the first non-documentary “Submerged.”
Also, I had a couple of people over and even had time to drink hot spiced wine with cheese, crackers, and lots of cookies! And I had some holiday drinks in the Charmers Cafe:

Now, all that’s left is half of the workday, making a daytime New Year for my mom, and then cheering the actual New Year with Igor on Chicago River!
That’s in case you didn’t notice this abbreviation for those three and a half years I lived here. Not everything is rosy in RP, but I am so happy I moved here!
On Monday, when Nadia and I were walking back home from the Common Cup, Nadia noticed a new mural – I remember when the contest for the new mural was announced, but somehow, I passed by in a hurry several times without noticing what exactly was painted.
Below is the new mural – all three parts, and that’ all you need to know about RP!
Actually, there is one more thing you need to know! On December 25, when I walked from the Jarvis Red Line station to the back entrance of our building in my red coat carrying half-empty red luggage, I heard, “Merry Christmas, Hettie!” three times!
Since my first cataract surgery in February 2020, I knew that something wrong was done to my left eye. As a result, no lens can improve my left eye vision; it is constantly blurry, no matter contacts or glasses. In addition, it affects my double-vision negatively, and all my attempts to fix it didn’t provide any positive outcome.
Each year, when I go for my annual, an optometrist tries to send me “to a real doctor” so that I can “finally figure out what’s wrong.” Last summer, the same call was made again, but this time, an optometrist wanted to confirm my long-time suspicions about the cataract surgery ourcome.
He referred me to a specialist on Chicago North Side, and when I called her office, they said that the earliest they could see me was in December.
On December 13, I finally went to my appointment. After all measurements were taken, the doctor came in and told me that she was confident my suspicions were justified and I should never had a multifocal lens (which I was trying to get from the surgeon who did that first one). She went on with her examination and confirmed and told me that she would send me for a consultation with the best specialist in Chicago, Dr. Rubenstein. He would be able to evaluate the risks/benefits. Since I waited for an appointment with Dr. Rogers for four months, I was mentally prepared for at least the same with Dr. Rubuinstein, but she escorted me to the reception and asked the receptionist to make a call and see if “maybe something with holidays and such.” The receptionist made a call and said that Dr. Rogerst was wondering, understanding that holidays-and-such-but-may-be-something, and then she turned to me: will you be able to come on Monday? Yay!!! Having that it was Friday, and having that it was mid-December, and having that I already took a day off for that Monday.. Yay!
That’s, by the way, how my last attempt to finalize the cookie-sending without sleep deprivation failed! On December 16, I spent the morning with the pest control person, baked extra tea cakes in the early afternoon, and then went to Rush University Medical Center.
Even though I planned my trip perfectly, and all public transportation cooperated, I left home at 12-15 and returned at 6-15. Six hours! The travel in one direction took over one hour; the wait was minimal, so the rest was extensive testing. I really liked Dr. Rubenstein and all his staff. In a funny way, I felt a deep connection with him as a professional. When I was informed that although I have my test results from three days ago, “Dr. Rubunstein still wants to have them in his fingertips,” I laughed and said that it’s the same way as I always want to run a query execution plan myself, even when it is provided along with a ticket.
I spent over two hours being tested on different equipment, known and unknown, and finally, the doctor came to talk to me. He said that he had reviewed all the information, and he believed that I was a perfect candidate for a lens replacement surgery, although he usually does not recommend it lightly. I felt even more related to him when he said that he always fixed other surgeons’ mistakes and that other surgeons would send their patients to him whenever it was a complicated case. That’s exactly what happens with me! He said that this surgery would be more involved than my first one, but still, it would be an outpatient one.
Next, I went to a scheduling person. The next available date was February 19, and again, it worked perfectly for me! I still need clearance from my physician closer to the surgery date, but that’s it, and I am staying cautiously optimistic.
When I realized that I wouldn’t be able to take Nadia to the Christmas concert on December 20, I offered an alternative plan: I took December 23 off, purchased the ticket for matinee performance on that day, and suggested to pick up Nadia on the evening of December 22, and then come back with her on December 23 and stay to celebrate Christmas. Unfortunately, there were no Amtrak tickets available for me for “swapping a suitcase for a child” (the only acceptable train was sold out), so Anna had to drive to Kenosha, and I took Metra there (and took another Metra back 20 minutes later). I packed a gigantic luggage with presents and all the things I needed in Milwaukee so that the next day, Nadia and I could travel light.
The trip back was very long, but Nadia entertained herself by reading all the names of the stops and keeping track of them – for some reason, stops had not been announced on this trip!
The next morning, we went to Common Cup for breakfast (I am so glad Nadia likes Common Cup as much as I do – yay!).

Then Nadia decorated all of the remaining cookies, and I was impressed by her skills! I told her that next Christmas, I will request her help in my cookies’ operation!
Continue reading “Merry Merry Chicago One More Time”My Christmas celebration has not been going exactly as planned, but there were lots of happy moments and things to admire, including the Union Station Great Hall Christmas display.



I had a couple of days when I was not 100% absorbed by work crises and mailing cookies, which gave me some chances to enjoy Christmas activities.
I went to Harold Washington Library to listen to a midday Brass Christmas Concert (the quality was rather low, but I wanted to support a community event.
I went to the Christkindle Market “with purpose” and had a hot cider in a souvenir mug, bought more roasted nuts, spiced teas, some small gifts, and some sweets just for myself (nobody except for Boris likes marzipans the way I do!)

I have a lot of new ornaments this season, mostly brought from different places I visited this year. To my embarrassment, now I have so many that I do not always remember where some of the ornaments are from!





First, my mom complained about mice (she said she saw a mouse running from her kitchen to the bedroom), and just after I brought two last mouse traps to her apartment and ordered new ones “just in case,” I saw mice droppings and ripped bags in my pantry!
I am surprised mice didn’t figure out my pantry for so long – before that, they were only in the kitchen. This whole thing happened right before Thanksgiving, and I could not find a day when I could stay home, so I didn’t call for an appointment. But as the cookie-baking process progressed, I couldn’t put it away any further, so finally, I called exterminators, and the first available appointment was on December 16, the day I took off to finish the cookie shipping (you see where it goes).
An exterminator came and sealed several potential points of entry and also put out the poison along the walls. It has been six days, and I see fewer signs of mice activity, although they are not completely gone. He said to give it about two weeks, and then he will come on January 17 for a checkup.
I breathed a sigh of relief, but then my mom said she saw a mouse at her place again. Today, I checked everywhere in her kitchen and indeed found droppings under the fridge. Going to call the same exterminator and ask to treat my mom’s unit because, apparently, nowadays, mice are too smart to be caught in simple traps.
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