I have been away from the blog for the last several weeks. Since I was last here, I have parted ways with my gall bladder, had my son and DIL visit for a week, hubby switched from days to nights and so much more.
One of the things on my mind lately is how much of an island I have become. I have lived in Dallas for over 3 years now and have realized that city life is not for me. The largest city I've ever lived in was 40,000 people! I don't like crowds and traffic so I find myself staying home more and more. Our apartment complex has insufficient parking so if I leave, I may have to park a block away from my building when I come back. The people living here are unfriendly (with 2 or 3 exceptions). I know the names of two people that live here. The rest are 'fitness guy', 'blue truck guy and his wife', 'upstairs neighbors', 'droopy pants', 'the cop', 'the guy who sits in his car and listens to music at night', and 'snooty pants'! The soundtrack of my life has become sirens, car alarms, loud music and traffic.
The decision has been made to move to a smaller community south of the Metroplex. We have to wait until next summer when our apartment lease is up, but after 3 years of trying to fit into a lifestyle that is not 'me' and never will be, I am looking forward to a slower pace again. Alan's commute will be about the same...just in a different direction!
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