We went to El Paso for Thanksgiving to spend the holiday with Seth's family, it was before the cold really hit here, so I was a little disappointed that the temperature was not much higher than here in Lafayette. Also a little disappointed that we didn't witness one drug related shooting or kidnapping, way to live up to your reputation Juarez.
Oh but the Mexican food. Words cannot describe the joy of shoving real Mexican food down my gullet for the first time in six months. Needless to say, I was quite gassy.
Seth has been busy with his last semester at Purdue, and looking forward to his future academic pursuits. I am looking forward to having a reason to get out of bed in the morning, because if I am being honest here, no one is here to witness if I change from my pajama pants to my workout pants, and there have been days that Seth has had to ask me if I had showered or even left the couch in the six hours that he has been away.
I have been doing some contract work with the Military Family Research Institute, which pays well, and forces me out of the sweat pants that have started to embed themselves around my waist. I drive to National Guard Members homes and interview them about their families, which is forcing me to eat my hat because when I left grad school I just KNEW I would never do research.
We will be back in Salt Lake for the holidays, and then will make a quick U turn upon arriving in Indiana and come right back for the foreseeable future while we await responses from the PhD programs that Seth has applied to. Nothing says 'making my own way' like moving into your mother's basement for the third time in your adult life.
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You look so happy over your plate of Mexican food.
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