September marks the third month we have been in Fort Worth.
In that time the highlights include:
- Me losing ten pounds! Being poor & not being able to go out for drinks/food/starbucks/ice cream will do that to you.
- Building up my jogging stamina. As of today I have officially run 29 miles. Not at once. Just over the past few weeks.
- Meeting my new students (seriously, some of them already have me wrapped around their finger)
- Long talks at the dinner table with the hubs, these have been pretty awesome ranging anywhere from dogs to Obama to education to art to LOTR
So, yep. Things are progressing well. I think once we acclimate to getting paid ONCE A MONTH (I realize I am cyber shouting but are these accounting people for real?) things may get a little less stressful. Moving from one end of the state to the other on one income sucks.
Granted, Fran and I were financially challenged to begin with but these past few months have completely put us on the endangered list. It was ironically funny (I guess) sitting on the couch listening to the First Lady talk about the Obama's first dates in a rusty-hole-ridden vehicle when thinking about Santo (Fran's truck) and our current bank status. Call me stupid but, no, economically I am not better off than I was four years back. Nonetheless, I do not blame the government for this. Rather myself and my spendthrift ways.
But, to steer back from that random tangent, I truly hope that by the end of this month I'll finally be able to venture back to Houston. I miss everything about the city: family, friends, job. You name it, I miss it. Homesickness has truly set in. I think a visit may help ease the ache. At the moment Fort Worth is just not nearly as cool.
Until then, I will continue my ten dollar yoga stress relief Target DVD, bombing myself with Deep Woods bug repellent and attempting to avoid psl's magnetic temptation.