I finally have my life to the point where I can sit for a few minutes at a time and actually get on Facebook, or send an email, and this morning I am trying to think of something to write on my poor neglected blog. So I guess I will write about the past month of our crazy lives.
Shelby and I survived the trip out here, as did my dear dad and stepmom, mice, and Buick. The plane trip went exceptionally well considering I had a 6 year old, two suitcases, two carry-ons, and two unsedated cats with me. The cats had to be removed from their carriers at security and carried through. Shelby took the smaller cat, I took the big fat one, and they both cooperated beautifully. One cat cried during takeoff the whole time, and the other cat just kicked back for the flight like he does it all the time. He was so confident in himself he didn't even listen to the safety speech they give before takeoff.
Wayne met us in baggage, and when Shelby spotted him she took off at full speed to jump into his waiting arms, and got shy once she got 5 feet away and hit the brakes. The whole shy act lasted about two minutes though.
My dad and stepmom Lori drove my car out here with Shelby's mice. The car did great, and the mice saw some beautiful country. I would receive a picture of them now and then, their cage sitting on a rock in the petrified forest or on a ledge overlooking the painted desert. It was usually followed by a picture of a bird and a text from my dad explaining that the bird is what came by and ate the mice. My favorite was when he called me and gave me a mile marker number and interstate, and told me there was a small cross made of sticks and a shallow grave that he dug with a Subway cup to bury the mice, etc etc.
I let Shelby take that first week off from school, but she started the second week. When I took her to register her, the school was very different than her school in Indiana because it is about 1/4 the size. There weren't any formalities...they called a teacher up to the front office, who came out, squatted down in front of her, asked her a couple of questions and then he stood up and said "This one is mine." It was love at first sight, I'm pretty sure. Shelby blushed the whole time he was talking to her, and he doesn't seem to be much older than her. I also found her the daycare of her dreams, complete with a huge indoor playground that looks like a little town for when it is too HOT to play outside. She has adjusted amazingly, she actually seems happier these days than she's ever been. The daycare employees absolutely adore her and her freckles.
I got a job and started working a couple of weeks ago. Wayne works for a small plumbing company, owned by a husband and wife team. He and the husband are the only plumbers on staff, and they hired me to do the bookkeeping and dispatching. I work out of the house. No new clothes had to be purchased, I work out of their house!
It really is beautiful here...we are surrounded by hills and mountains. Over by my office, some of the mountains even have snow on them! I've always loved mountains for some reason.
Do I miss Indiana? No. Do I miss my peeps in Indiana? So bad it hurts!
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