curiousillusion

So that’s it.  I’m no longer a San Antonio resident; now I’m a resident of Houston.  I’ll admit, I never really was a big fan of San Antonio until it was time to leave.  I mean, I liked it okay but I don’t think I had much of a connection to the city.  Then, when it was time to go, I realized how much I loved it.  I liked my apartment, I liked how I never hit traffic, I liked how many places there were to go and photograph – and how pretty they were!  I’m not a fan of Houston, never have been… probably for no real reason other than the fact that traffic is miserable.  That and I have no idea what to do around here.  Hopefully I’ll come to like it.  Otherwise it might be time to look into other states – I’m really tired of Texas heat.  San Antonio hit a record high of 103 degrees, which is just plain miserable, especially with the humidity.

Anyway, it was really hard to say goodbye but eventually the last box was packed, the keys were turned in and it was over.  Tomorrow is the last part of the move: we have to unload the uhaul into my storage unit.  That looks to be tricky, as it’s going to be like playing Tetris, trying to get everything to fit.

I’m kind of feeling blank.  I don’t feel at home in my parent’s house, mainly because I didn’t grow up in this house – they moved here when I was in college so I’ve only ever spent 2 or 3 days here at a time. I’m starting to worry about finding a job, but also I’m worrying about all the things I said I would miss.  I already miss my lovely bathtub – it was huge!  That and my closet… my closet in my apartment was 3 times the size as the one I have here.  In fact, my room here is small too… I feel almost claustrophobic.  Sigh.  I think I might just be tired.  Here’s hoping tomorrow goes smoothly.. and quickly!

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