. . because I'm itching to move again. I like it here, but damn it's expensive. I can't see trying to buy a house here. DaddyWho made the final cut for a job in Minnesota and also in Miami, where I really don't want to live. But he's also on the short list for a job in San Antonio. I've lived there twice, and bitched the whole time. I used to have to drive DW to his appointments and surgeries there. I was heavily pregnant there, in late summer. Not great memories. But I'm strangely excited about the prospect of moving back there. We would be 500 miles from my family - just within acceptable range. We'd be an hour from my in-laws, and my SIL's teenage stepkids live in San Antonio. SIL lives just a few hours away, at the beach. The opportunities for child-free weekends are bountiful.
I can't say anything to family or friends in TX, because they would harangue me for details, of which there are none yet. But I have to tell someone! So I tell my imaginary friends, which is far more satisfying than telling my cat.
(when I posted this blog, it cut off the last paragraph, which I promptly forgot. It may have been utterly sublime and now is lost to the abyss of the internet. And why is the font so freaky?)
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