Life is pretty good, at least I don't live in Tucson

Tucson really does suck. There are those who defend it's charm, or scenery. And I'm so over the biggest trailer park in the west. Surrounded by mountains or not. I hate Tucson. This morning, i saw a giant woman in a giant blue bathing suit, floating face up with a swim cap on, in the pool, her feet in those weird water shoes, holding on by her feet to the pool ladder. THe image seemed to capture Tuscon to me.

Spent the weekend there for my mother-in-law's 50th. We had a really good time, eating, drinking, and being merry. That family is huge and they all get along and enjoy being with one another. And they like me too! I'm really lucky with my in-laws. (Grandma was pretty good all weekend...no freak outs!) Only about ten comments that fall in the "so when are you going to start a family" category. In other settings, my answer is "when they stop letting me have abortions", but in this scene, I just smile and shrug. Pinchi babies. ;)

So now it's back to work again. This is going to be a tough week. Meetings all week, and if I had the guts to post about why work sucks, then you would hear all about the contradictions that are my life. Let me just say that I feel like the end is near...and not sure how that will come about. I just don't see myself in the same position after the new year. To visualize that would have to be followed by another visualization of me jumping off a bridge.

We are house shopping though and I am going back and forth on my feelings. I get excited, then I panic. Luckily we have the best realtor. She buys me wine and takes us to eat when we start freaking out. I am hoping to make an offer by the end of the month and be a real grown-up by November. GULP.

Alright. My chilled vino is missing me.....