Well, I went to Seattle with some friends. Actually one friend and her friends but it turned out wonderfully. We ate and drank so much that I thought I would burst open like an overfilled sausage casing. Everything I ate was delicious. By the way, you really can't swing a dead cat in that city without hitting a Starbucks. We went to the very first store, it was pure chaos stuffed full of tourists.
Now I'm back home and the reality of moving is screaming up on me. I'm stressing about schools and finding a place to live. I want to live in a nice house that I don't feel embarrassed to entertain in while also living in the best public school district. Is that too much to ask? Apparently. I'm a little miffed at our housing allowance because as near as I can tell it will get us a two bedroom townhouse. It's ridiculous. We're a family of four with an enormous dog, two bedrooms and one bathroom isn't going to cut it. The base schools suck compared to the ones right off base so I'd really rather not live on base but we may not have many options. Anyway, it's stressing me out.
Something else... I'm running that dag-gone marathon in a week and a half. Ick. I can't even bring myself to do the four mile run scheduled today. I've just got to get out there and do it. I skipped my 12 miler on Saturday while I was in Seattle so I really have to do something today. I need inspiration.
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