It's on odd occasions that I visit blogger and note the failed attempts to start writing again. This is hardly surprising, I guess. A lot has gone on since 2008. I got married, moved to Canada, got a degree of dubious usefulness (I still loved getting it!), had a kid, and moved to Arizona. By all accounts, it's been a busy four years. So here I sit, living in a place I never had any interest in, trying to figure out where my life is going.
You see, Arizona wasn't our first choice. The last time I'd been in the desert, I was armed and wearing camouflage. I also didn't find Spanish particularly helpful. This time, while being armed might still be recommended at times, I'm trying to hack out a living while supporting a family. We'd rather be in Portland, Oregon or still in Canada. This place is way too hot! In many ways, this feels like a step backwards.
Don't get me wrong! We love seeing our daughter get to hang out with grandparents and cousins and my wife is enjoying being back in familiar territory. Only dealing with one currency is also pretty frickin' nice too. It's just that our hearts aren't here. This is not where we want to be in ten years.
So no promises or even suggestions that I might start again. This could be just another drive-by (a bit of a depressing one upon re-reading it!), but hey, who knows?
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