Wednesday, April 2, 2008
It turns out that my Darling Husband and I will not be moving away from the city. Negotiations fell through and he did not get the job. While he was disappointed, I tried to hide my relief while boosting his ego and making him feel better. Okay, I was a tad disappointed, but truth be known moving hours away from a city scares me. Perhaps it's because I grew up in a small town and spent my teen years counting the days until I could break free and move to a city. Now that I know the thrill of anonymity and take-out, how could I ever go back?