Colorado, rah rah rah!

I’ve been an unofficial Colorado resident for three days.  I’m missing Husband and Lily terribly.  The commute from our temporary living situation is killer.  But I’m loving every glimpse of the mountains, every breath of thin air, and every molecule of green chili.

Little things:

• It’s DRY.  My lips are going to fall off and my skin doesn’t know what to do with itself right now. 
• The weather is crazy.  One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s a thunderstorm, then sunny again.  It’s cool at night and blazing hot during the day. 
• NO HUMIDITY, HALLELUJAH 
• Very few bugs. 
• Public transportation is everywhere but it’s expensive as hell. 
• Their light rail is actually a system as opposed to a single line. 
• I may not know where I am or where I’m going, but at least I always know which way is west. 
• Mountains.  There they are.  Right over there. 
• The elevation hasn’t affected my lungs as much as my heart.  I’m also not nearly as dizzy as I usually am, which is really saying something.
• I WILL PUT GREEN CHILI ON EVERYTHING 
• The major grocery store out here is called “King Soopers.”  I wonder when that will ever sound normal.  It’s not as bad as “Piggly Wiggly” but it’s pretty close.

Ready to go

It's my last week here in Minneapolis.  I am awash with impatience.  I won't see Husband or Lily for a week and I will be living with a guy I barely know in an unfamiliar place.

Sounds scary, but it isn't.  Except for the not-seeing-my-family part.  Husband's cousin, with whom we're temporarily staying, is just about the nicest and most fun guy ever.  His whole family is fantastic and I can't wait to see them again. 

Being at our going away party this weekend and being forced to be social again has reignited a need to try putting myself out there again.  I'm going to find some friends in Denver, damn it, and I'm going to try not to be so awkward.  Nobody out there knows me so maybe for the first time ever I can drop at least a few of the masks I wear and let someone in just a little.

I'm also interested in seeing how some of our Minnesota relationships hold up.  I should have been embarrassed by who didn't show up this weekend and I should be more concerned about what has and has not been said by some, but I'm so far past the point of giving a shit anymore that I've already dug that hole inside, filled it with shit, dug it out again, and filled it in again with compost and flowers.  Now I can focus all my energy into packing, moving, living, and enjoying life.

It's a lot easier now that my hangover has passed.