Tomorrow I will see him.
>> Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Tomorrow I will throw my arms around his neck and kiss and hug him a million times over.Why?
Because he's mine and we'll be together again.
Tomorrow I will throw my arms around his neck and kiss and hug him a million times over.
Today was a Monday. A Mexican Monday.
I woke up in a great mood - however, I realized yet again that the my personality is very dependent on the weather. For some reason it was overcast today, and dark...and well, I was also overcast and dark.
However, my mood shifted thanks to the little ray of light personified as my niece, Chloe. (I write about her on Two Pretzels in my ChloMo's). She's pretty great.
Chlo and I had a date tonight.
First, we went to Mega to pick up our current favorite cereals for breakfast. Me: honey nut cherrios, her Cocoa krispies. We also picked up a new coloring book and some new colored pencils for her so that she could be busy during my 8 p.m. pilates class.
So, we went to the 8 p.m. pilates class and it turned out to be a "private" lesson. (nice)
Best part of the evening: Chloe and I went to McDonald's and hung out. We sat at a "high table," shared french fries (ew) and a McFlurry (oreo) and played "war" with Christmas playing cards, then Go Fish.
We had a great time.
We discussed what she wanted to be when she grew up (the president or a teacher. She also said she'd be the president of the U.S., not Mexico...) and we also discussed important topics such as vacationing, whether or not I believed if her cousins would be on Santa's "naughty or nice list" and how I felt about Kwanza. (??? Apparently she likes Kwanzaa because she likes dridels. I think she's confused.)
Anway - it was a great night and I enjoyed every second of it.
It's these little moments that clearly convince me that I want to be a Mom.
Kids are gifts.
The woman who cleans our office has an interesting way of "vacuuming" the office carpet.
She sprays cleaner all over it (huh?) and then proceeds to sweep it.
With a broom.
Uh-huh.
Another one of those, "Only in Mexico" moments...
I know you don't want to hear the "countdown" everyday - but I must do it.
THREE more days, ya'll.
(I'm southern now.)

Get this, in four days - I'm going home to see my husband.
I cannot believe we're almost there. I cannot BELIEVE it.
Work...is going to be so hard this week. So hard.
Today was a 12-hour day.
I got home about 20 minutes ago, ate my favorite meal (waffles, a ton of butter and syrup) and am now going to go start on my FINAL ad of the night.
No complaints. I'm just tired.
I'm ready to catch my zzz's.
(This time next week I'll be home with my husband and dog.)
8 - Pilates at 8 today. It was good even thought it was Camilla and not Mara.
72 - Was the temperature today as I was driving home from work.
7 - days until I see my husband, dog, family, friends, home, etc.
12 - more days until Christmas. Insane.
3 - more days until I can wear my red shoes again. (To the Christmas party, of course. If I should so decide.)
7 - The entirely too early time that I have to get up tomorrow in order to go to the Sales Meeting.
Going to bed.
Lata.
(Again, I go to bed pleased. Everything is falling into place.)

Everything is falling into place
This morning my sister and I went over to the original condo/home/area/neighborhood/development that we originally looked at a while ago and picked one out that will be ready in January!
T. (my sister) is buying the whole thing and renting it to us. (This is so awesome, since we're already paying on our home in Ohio. Renting is a good option for us.)
It will be a shell -- needing painting, a kitchen, you name it -- but it will be ready for us to start working on it, etc. How fun!
I'm so excited!
It's a 3-bedroom (I think, it was), 2.5 bathroom home that is just lovely. Perfect for the three (Me, C. & Nattie). Yay!
Boy... I'm starting to feel much better about everything. I know it sounds trite, but this really is such a great Christmas so far. It's all coming together.
THANK YOU T.!
(To put this into perspective for you, finding a home in San Jose is impossible. It's nearly impossible. Aside from knocking on people's doors asking them to move out, there is NOTHING available. So, this -- this purchase by mi hermana is SUCH a blessing, such a worry now dealt with. So cool. Sweet.)



It's becoming finalized.
C. put his 2 weeks in today! His boss responded very kindly. His last day will be Monday, December 25th.
Merry Christmas. :-)

Ten.
These 10 fuzzy chicks illustrate just how many more days I will be alone.
After more than 125 days apart - C. and I are nearing the finish line. We're almost there.
I know I talk about this incessantly, but I just am so pleased that soon I will be waking up to my best friend again.
No more ga-jillion phone calls.
No more sad nights.
No more loneliness for both us.
No more international commuting.
No more flying solo.
I cannot believe that soon we'll be together.
This "sign" is painted on the ground of the parking lot at a San Lucas grocery store. $10 million dollars to anyone who has any idea of what it means.
What, in your estimation, is it trying to communicate to drivers? (It totally looks like something from LOST having to do with the Dharma Initiative.)
This is why no one really knows how to drive in Mexico.
C. and I decided to not do the "Christmas Tree" thing this year in Ohio.
Quite frankly, it's just too difficult.
I get home on the 21st and we leave on the 28th -- not enough time to buy a tree, put it up, wait for it to "fall," decorate it...then take it all back down again. Nah, not this year.
On that same note, I am SO not in the Christmas spirit. At all. It's just so weird when it's December 10th and it was nearly 80 or so today. Not.In.It.At.All.
Getting my car washed for 40 pesos (about $4) in the Mega parking lot while I grocery shop.