In the Home Stretch

It seems weird to me that it's almost time to go home again. In some ways I can't wait to get back, and in other ways I dread my own departure. Turns out that summers in Utah are actually a lot better than I remember, especially the evenings. I love how it stays warm outside even after the sun goes down. How had I managed to forget how nice it is to live in a place where people actually have real yards? It's been great being close to the family, and actually feeling like I'm part of a family again.

On the other hand, I miss the beach, and the ocean breezes, and I miss the people in California. If it weren't for the fact that I have a social life there, and pretty much none here, I would be happy to stay in Utah indefinitely. I say that now, because the temperatures haven't started to drop yet.

I dread the drive back to California. There's just nothing exciting about the idea of being trapped in a car all day with nobody to talk to except myself, or the turtle who is returning with me. I love my little turtle, but she's just not the top of my list of animals that make good roadtrip companions. Either way, I'm sure her and I will manage. I think she'll like California, but someday I think I'd like to be able to move us both back to the home state for good. We'll see if I'm still thinking that this December...probably not.