And I think I'm getting a bit more anxious by the moment. I think it's sad I'm actually counting down the days until I can finally start living. Being displaced is not my cup of tea. I'm getting bored, and restless. Being cooped up in this apartment playing the house wife role is driving me crazy, I actually can't wait to go back to school. He on the other hand is enjoying his "vacation" time, because after Christmas, he goes straight into work. I on the other hand have to go through the tedious process of looking for another job. I'm experienced in a lot of things, I just don't have the motivation to look for a job I'm going to be overqualified for.
Thanksgiving was nice, Las Vegas is beautiful lit up at night. You can see almost every building when we landed. I would have loved to stay longer and spend time with my family, maybe even gamble a little. It was heartbreaking to leave. I hated saying goodbye to my grandmother and my aunts and uncles. It just made the situation more real than before if that makes sense. It's not the same as my grandmother living around the corner from us, now it's more like 4 states away...I don't know how accurate that is, but really it feels like she's half way around the world from us. Atleast I got to see her though, even if I don't see her years from now, this time was good enough for the moment.
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