In just a week we will be moving to California. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t scared. A whole new place to get used to – new roads, new people, new food, new apartment, new grocery stores, new job (for Jared). It’s overwhelming. I guess I survived DC, so I guess I will survive California. I mean, we will pretty much be living in paradise. I can’t wait to be close to the beach, to have sunshine pouring down on me, to set up our new apartment, to start cooking again, and to try out all of the golf courses.
Before I leave Utah, my first and only true home, I need to:
Spend some more time with my family.
Take in the beautiful mountains.
Ask my mom to fix me a roast beef dinner.
Have another Cinegrill salad.
Eat some Creamies.
Have a dance party with my sissy boos (this one may have to wait for Labor Day).
2 comments:
we really do need to have a dance party! Don't you worry me and Claire will come visit as much as possible, I might even let the boys come now and then!!
I am afraid you are going to love California way to much. You will probably never want to come to Utah! LOL! We will come visit and Hendrix can play with your baby! I can't wait:) I think Cali will seem like a breeze compared to DC!
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