Vacation time will not come soon enough. I need to get out of Utah. I need to walk in the woods and shiver in the cold of a Rocky Mountain summer's night. I want to write and read. Rick suggested I take painting. I poo pooed it, but the more I think about it the more I wonder if I should, just to try.
Rick is getting itchy for a "new place" he said last night. I was surprised, but I kind of wonder if it's a sign that we really need to look for a new location/home. We have no more money now than we did a year ago and Rick is really resenting the school district and the LDS attitude of "do it for free" that abound here. I wish I knew what to say or do. So, yaaaa we both need a vacation.
Boo keeps telling us that we are going to Estes Park *nods* Over the mountain. I'm almost afraid that I'll get there and not want to leave *laugh*. I'm also going to have lunch with Carol Berg while there. I'm worried I'll say or do something stupid. I'm the queen of that.
Is it June 16th yet?
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