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Day 1078: Deep in the heart of Texas
Jun. 26th, 2013 07:12 pmOkay, not so much. I think on the, er, eastern side? I'm not even sure where the heart of Texas is. Last week wasn't bad at all. Worked hard. Am still pathetically ADD without my girl Cory around. Joda and I do our best to entertain each other, but it doesn't always work. We tend to be busy and bored at different times. Dancing is going well - we are preparing for the parade. While Cody was out of town picking up furniture from my parents' place, I was hanging out with the other dancers. We rehearsed and had food and even took a trip to the supermarket in our dance outfits. It was fun. Sometimes I forget how much I miss hanging out with the girls.
Cody and his dad stayed with my parents on Saturday night. I was pretty nervous about it, given my mother's opinion about my father-in-law up to this point, but it sounded like everything went well, and I'm glad, because I love both sets of my parents, and it would have been awful if they didn't get along. Cody and his dad worked really hard, and now we have basically all the furniture we could want or need. Unfortunately, the seller has been less than forthcoming, so we need to rent a storage locker to keep our stuff until closing.
I am down in Texas for training. Got to see my sister and her family on Sunday. While I was there, I made sure the thing I am crocheting will fit my niece. Cody and his dad were on their way north, so they took me to the airport. Urgh. I miss my husband fiercely.
The rental place was a bust, so I ended up having to rent from somewhere new. Got in around midnight and then got lost on the way to the hotel (last time there was construction, so the roads looked unfamiliar), but I'm in a nice hotel room, and I'm not nearly as lost with the whole work thing, and I get along well with my trainer/coworker, so it's good times. I've had good Mexican food and good food from a French patisserie, and I have also learned that eating alone at a restaurant is really kind of depressing. If the restaurant is noisy. The little French café is a lot quieter and easier to be alone in. I liked it.
It's warm and humid here, and I'm going mad trying to juggle preparation for the upcoming parade, for the buying of the house, the moving, and also writing.
While I've been here my writing has basically been broken.
Grrr.
I guess I need to go home to get it back.
Dad leaves tomorrow. I always resolve to write him more, and I don't. I should this time.
Cody and his dad stayed with my parents on Saturday night. I was pretty nervous about it, given my mother's opinion about my father-in-law up to this point, but it sounded like everything went well, and I'm glad, because I love both sets of my parents, and it would have been awful if they didn't get along. Cody and his dad worked really hard, and now we have basically all the furniture we could want or need. Unfortunately, the seller has been less than forthcoming, so we need to rent a storage locker to keep our stuff until closing.
I am down in Texas for training. Got to see my sister and her family on Sunday. While I was there, I made sure the thing I am crocheting will fit my niece. Cody and his dad were on their way north, so they took me to the airport. Urgh. I miss my husband fiercely.
The rental place was a bust, so I ended up having to rent from somewhere new. Got in around midnight and then got lost on the way to the hotel (last time there was construction, so the roads looked unfamiliar), but I'm in a nice hotel room, and I'm not nearly as lost with the whole work thing, and I get along well with my trainer/coworker, so it's good times. I've had good Mexican food and good food from a French patisserie, and I have also learned that eating alone at a restaurant is really kind of depressing. If the restaurant is noisy. The little French café is a lot quieter and easier to be alone in. I liked it.
It's warm and humid here, and I'm going mad trying to juggle preparation for the upcoming parade, for the buying of the house, the moving, and also writing.
While I've been here my writing has basically been broken.
Grrr.
I guess I need to go home to get it back.
Dad leaves tomorrow. I always resolve to write him more, and I don't. I should this time.
