It was just a play on words, really.
Ever since we made the great leap north, my mood has undergone some changes. Most for the better. I still have my New York attitude, just toned down with some Portland-cool and laid-back nuance. Tucson is a blip, a bad memory (except for some people with good hearts).
Most of the time. I'm still a tad antsy about the whole "life-meaning-work-community-personal health" things, but so it goes.
Our quest from horrible scorching life among (and now I can tell you) rattlesnakes, tarantulas, yes tarantulas (that don't understand the difference between outside and inside) and those lovely little creatures known as scorpions, has led us to the Pacific Northwest, where the most offensive inside creature I've seen is a teeny weeny spider that I nonchalantly smooshed and flicked into the trash.
After what we've seen crawling around, no biggie. And still, it is a new place, a new environment to explore and hopefully a wonderful venture will meet us on the path. We have ideas and plans, just short on the usual ($$$) but with hope and renewed spirit will keep on keeping on.
No scowls please, we're (not) British.
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