This week we have been scouting out apartments that we could live in if Kent gets offered a position with USAA. I'm having mixed feelings.
- Anxious to find out if he even gets offered the position (We should know in a week or two)
- Happy that we found this AWESOME apartment complex that is even closer to USAA than we are now, so Kent could definitely walk to work every day. I'd be so happy to not have to wake up early to drive him. I'm a sometimes lazy wife, it's true. Especially in the mornings.
- Homesick for my beautiful Cache Valley
- Grateful for what the job here would do for our family (i.e. Work experience, Master's Degree, money to save).
- Wondering how long I can keep up my goal of never saying "Ya'll."
- Trying to not be sad about not being near family when we're starting our own in the coming years,
- Excited about a San Antonio 65 degree-average winter instead of being buried in snow and ice for seven months, and
- Tired of being a girl who can feel way too many emotions all at the same time.
They sell Texas-shaped tortilla chips at the grocery stores here. Cool, but I'm used to living in a state that could care less if a chip looks like it. And I miss that state. Once, when I was in 5th grade, I made a big poster about Utah and I drew the state backwards (with the tip that sticks out on the right side instead of the left). I was embarrased, but not many kids in my class even noticed the mistake. Here, children practially have the shape of Texas tattoed on their foreheads.