So, we have moved to Texas and we have most of our stuff unpack, and it’s kind of weird, but I feel like I’m busy a lot of the time. I’m taking care of the house, delivering and picking up the band gir, looking for jobs, letting dogs in and out, cleaning, folding, wiping things down, changing out the dishwasher and finding a bit of time for the first time in two days to watch the news.
Living in a larger town is different than one you can get from one end to the other in 30 minutes. It takes so long to travel to places. Sometimes I end up at the end of town where the mall is without intending to. And then I say, “Darn. I’m on the other side of town again.” I am too impatient not to take the tollway.
This may not be a good thing. I keep telling myself they haven’t billed a Nebraska car yet, so why worry about racking up toll charges. Ok, I worry to much to think that for real, but it is the convincing line I use when I am trying to decide: Tollway or Not the Tollway?
Tomorrow, I have an interview. It should prove to be interesting, at least, even if I don’t get the job. Or maybe I won’t want the job. I won’t know until it’s over, really.
Anyway, it’s good to be around family now. I like when they say, “I have made too much food. Would you like some of it?” Yes, we would. 🙂
