Chloe and I just made it home about an hour ago. It sure feels good to be home. Especially since my neighbor must have misunderstood me and turned the a/c to 75 instead of 78. It sure did feel good when I walked in, but I don't think I'm going to like my next power bill very much. Oh well. At least Pistachio was comfortable. I was so worried about Pistachio, but of course she's fine. She's a cat. Looks like she had just enough food.
Our trip was pretty good. I got to see a lot of family and friends. Chloe absolutely adores her grandma karen, and visa versa. I had intended to try and get to Virginia or Kentucky after I visited Idaho, but I just wasn't up to any more travel. Especially after the hour long screaming fit Chloe threw on the plane today. It was ridiculous. I think she may have been scared of the guy we were sitting next to, and she was tired, so she screamed literally for an hour straight. She finally fell asleep for the last 15 minutes of the flight. It was terrible. I was totally stressed out and crying. At least she didn't have a poopy diaper. But our connecting flight went much better. Her little nap must have been enough to get her in a better mood, and we had the whole row to ourselves, which really made things easier. And she was asleep for most of the drive from San Antonio to Corpus, so that was nice. She's obviously still tired though, so I just put her down for another nap, which seems to be another screaming fit. Hopefully she'll fall asleep so I can get a nap, too. I didn't sleep very well last night, and I had to get up at 4:00am, so I'm pretty tired.
I had a nice trip, but it sure is good to be home. I had kind of built Idaho up in my mind the past two years. Here are some things I love about South Texas that can't be said about SouthEast Idaho:
1. Hardly any semi-trucks anywhere. It's rare to see a double trailer, and a triple trailer is non-existent.
2. Humidity. At first, it was nice to be back in dry air, but by the time I woke up this morning with bloody, cracked lips, I'd had about enough.
3. It's green year-round. I have only watered my lawn once this year, and that wasn't even really necessary. And despite my lack of watering, it's still green and needs cut every week.
4. No overbearing mormon population.
5. Tropical plants. They're so pretty!
Those are just a few things that I realized I love about Texas while I was in Idaho/Utah. When I graduate, I don't think I'll end up in that area. But northern and central Idaho aren't out of the question. There are a lot of things I love about Texas, but there's a lot I don't love. Cockroaches, no mountains, no free camping, and most of all, no family!
Of course I started this post hours ago. Chloe doesn't make it easy to finish writing. Miguel called this morning and said there was a tropical storm headed right for Corpus Christi, so I should make sure I have drinking water and candles. So I went to the grocery store at 5:00pm, which I never do because I hate large groups of people. There were tons of people, but it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Anyway, I found a 12 pack of bottled water, which I figured should be enough since it's just a tropical storm not a hurricane. I got there just in time. That was pretty much the last of the bottled water. I hadn't heard much about the storm, but I figured everyone was stocking up and getting ready. I turned on the news when I got home. Everyone was stocking up on water, but not because of the storm. Apparently over the weekend the water tested positive for e-coli. The kind that comes from feces. Gross. Luckily, I have been drinking water from my brita that I filtered before I left, so I hadn't had any of the water yet. Thank goodness. That's nasty. So I've got to boil a bunch of water tonight and put in the fridge so we have clean drinking and cooking water.
Sounds like Chloe went to sleep for the night, so I've got the mow the lawn before the storm comes in tomorrow. Hopefully I can get my damn mower started. That's always a joy.
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