Feeling the pull of the tides from 915 miles away

When I lived a mere 5 minutes from the Pacific Ocean, you could hardly drag me to the beach even on the most perfect of days. I guess you could say I took it for granted, and here I sit 915 miles from the place I never went to; longing to dig my toes in the hot sand and soak up the warmth of the sun. We are at the very beginning of winter out here and I'm already longing for the coast. I think I finally understand why so many people in these frigid states take tropical vacations during the winter months.

A friend of mine took an amazing picture of the beach at home a few nights ago, it made me miss home more than I can say.

Welcome Jack Frost!

Weather update:
No snow yet, but 19 degrees is plenty cold enough for it. In the meantime, I will just enjoy the frost on the windows and the stunning mountain sunsets.

Fingers crossed for a White Christmas!

Welcome to colorful Colorado!

Well we've been here a week.  Everyone I talk to tells me to give it 6 months, "in 6 months you'll know."
But what will I know in 6 months that I don't know now?

I know that in the mornings its 19 degrees, and every night there are multiple deer in the backyard, front yard, the neighbors yard, and pretty much everywhere I look.  Which being from the beach in California- we don't exactly have those on every street corner; so its fun for me, and it gives the puppy something to bark at.  And bark he does.

The boxes are being whittled down by the day, the kitchen got unpacked first, then our bedroom, then the living room and the den. At least all of the places where we spend most of our time are box-free.  Which makes us feel a little less crazy.

We have ventured to the local grocery store (across 5 cattle guards and the Colorado River), to Aspen & Grand Junction. We are learning our way around, and figuring things out as we go.

Now if I could just learn how to drive the speed limit; which is 10 MPH faster than California mind you.  Mr. Wonderful has to keep reminding me to "step on it."

On a positive note, the sunsets are beautiful, the air is clean, and there is TONS of open space for the pup-pup to run his little heart out.

So far, so good. Lets be honest, I miss home and everyone there like crazy, but life in the country isn't so bad.

XOXO

The longer you stay the harder it is to go

Yesterday was my last day at my job before the move, I’ve only been there about 9 months, and it’s the first job I’ve ever had that felt like home. It was somewhere that I was a perfect fit for, and they were a perfect fit for me too.  We all clicked right away, it was like magic I instantly had 5 new great friends, and lucky me; I got to see them EVERYDAY! To: Mx2 & and the girls at the office.. My life will forever be changed, you are all such amazing women, each so different and each so wonderful in your own way; I’m so honored to call you my friends.

I almost envy the army brats, always on the move having to quickly make new friends whether they go; and move on just as quickly.   I've lived in my hometown (population over 100k) since the day I was born; honestly I hadn’t figured I’d ever leave. The preparation to leave is a lot more difficult than I thought it would be.  From the newish friends to the lifers who stood by my side from when we were small right up through the day I said I do, a year ago this week in fact and right on through to the next big milestone in my life; our momentous move to Colorado.  You girls have been and continue to be my Rock, I know we'll always be friends but having to say see you later to so many of you is breaking my heart.

 T-minus 1 week before we move.