I don’t want to live in Texas anymore. I have lived in a semi-arid climate on the edge of a desert long enough. No more 108 degrees faranheit. No more drought. No more short, stubby trees that struggle for life without water or soil. No more brown, prickly grass.

I want rain and lush greenery. I want thick, dark soil and trees that reach up into the sky. I want flowers and rivers. I want winter.

I’m ready to move. But we can’t move yet. Matt and I are both in the middle of projects. He is very involved with his work. He’s written the software and he wants to see it become successful. And he really likes his boss and co-workers. I’ve discovered that I can get my CPA from a course they offer here at the community college. But when these projects are finished, I am so ready to move.

Did I mention I want rain and plants and cold? *sigh* I really am tired of the heat.