Back to Cali

So here I am. BACK HOME. James and I have made the big move to Monterey Bay from Austin. I am teaching at California State University - Monterey Bay and he's at Evan-Moor, working as a senior editor. I always meant to post about this very fast move (two and half weeks ago we decided to do it), but time has been, well, fleeting. We are both tired from the last month of job hirings, the packing of bins, and the driving across the country. Now, right now I mean, I am sitting in my empty house, looking at my air bed, digesting the not-so-good Mexican food (oh Texas!). When does the moving truck arrive, you ask? Not until next Monday. It feels very very very weird to be home. But Wolfe tells me this is going to fade soon, and I'm sure it will, but damn. California. It's 76 degrees here. I ran on the beach yesterday. I wrote outside. Things I always do in Cali. How surreal. That being said, the minute I see my old lover, the Pacific, it always feels right.But it would appear, Texas has somehow inched its way into my soul. SHH, don't tell James. I'll never here the end of it.

I have 65 students. 3 sections. They asked me why I moved back to California from Texas, and before I could answer, some kid in the front went, "duh, it's CALIFORNIA." Made me laugh, cocky little fuckers.

Here's to you, friends.
You make my heart hurt.