(Last years early tomato bounty)
I'm in Kingman today. I came here last night to spend the weekend with Tris. Her roommate Michelle, who owns Shelly Jo's vintage shop here, moved a to Kingman, a few weeks after Tris, with her hubby who also works for Harley. Michelle missed Phoenix life so much that she decided to do something about it. She started Kingman's very own First Friday Art Walk, and tonight is the premier! Go Michelle!!! So that is why I am here.
As I am laying here, contemplating my second shower in 12 hours, I am thinking of Phoenix myself. I miss my friends. This weekend we don't have kids. And in Phoenix that meant going to the Cash Inn Country for line dancing and two stepping, friends and fun. Although tonight should be fun, I am missing my friends and wishing to have some familiar faces around me. Moving is not what I thought it would be. I really thought I would have a visitor by now or a job or would have been able to go down to Phoenix some more. I did not think it would be so lonely here.
I have attempted to go to the local nursery for some gardening tips. but it was closed both times I tried. I guess I will have to try again. I'm just feeling down. Sorry for the sad post. I miss my gardens and my trees, my chickens and playing in the hose. I miss my porch and the rain hitting the skylights. I miss family dinners. I miss my life. I seemed to have misplaced or left behind all that makes me happy. Oh and my period is coming.