How Can We Miss You If You Won't Go Away?
In a few hours, my children and I will begin the long trek back to Florida. That's right. By noon tomorrow I'll be in the middle of Kansas and ready to kill someone.
Some of you think I'm nuts, however - sh*t breaks down like this. Instead of suffering through temporary digs featured on Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous, we decided it best our boys and I go back to our old life in Florida. Albeit temporarily. Our children will attend their old school where friends and familiar sights await. I will take a position at Superior High School with a support system that truly rocks. And we will live in our own home until it sells. Hopefully we will be back in The Springs permanently by Chanukah.
Whenever I feel sad about separating from Hunka Burnin' Love, I am reminded of Rick's wise words: "Quit your whining. This is not a crisis, only a temporary inconvenience." I can also hear my late Nana say: "Suck it up, cupcake."
Of course, color me embarrassed. I wrote letters and attended going-away parties. I made difficult phone calls and cried with family members who hoped they'd never see me again. And on at least one occasion, I listened to a late-night confession from someone who had to get something off his chest.
"Why hello...I'm back!"
I know. Lame. However, in my defense, I cannot help a housing market that, despite Chase's recent good fortune, is as dead as Dubya's brain. Therefore, after much deliberation, accusations, and insults - we are returning to The Land of Lovebugs. Added bonus? My dad is flying in to accompany me. Dude served in Vietnam, but I'm not sure he's up for thirty hours in a car with my attitude, two mouthy kids, and nonstop Air America. Somewhere near St. Louis, the man might bail and leave me to fend for myself. This insistence that he chaperone his daughter and grandchildren is touching - since normally the man refers to me as "That One".
In two short weeks, I've come to love Colorado Springs. The mountains are undeniably beautiful and the people warm and inviting. I enjoy living near my sister-in-law, best friend, and pregnant sister. I don't want to go back to Tampa.
You heard me.
However, we need our own house and have decided this is best. Besides, all you Focus People, I'll be back. Bet on it.
7 Comments:
Don't come back ,Tampa doesn't want or need you. I feel sorry for your Dad listening to you and Air America, his only relief will be the kids.
How many times do I have to tell you, Mom? I'm coming home. Handle it.
anonymous? Coward.
Hurray! Maybe this time 'round I'll get to see ya.
Oh well, our plus :-) Hope we can hook up this time around.
Your comeback to "anonymous?" epic. Biggest smile of the day.
Hey, I hear August in Florida is the most wonderful time of the year!
Oh how I wish the Real Estate Market in Denver were as dead as you say in Lutz ...
I never thought I'd even think about spending this kind of dough on a freakin' condo ...
ack!
--chase
Hi! Just want to say what a nice site. Bye, see you soon.
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