Boise Blues?

Moving is never easy, and I think it's always taken me longer than my other siblings to settle in and feel like the new place is home. I hold on to the past the way a secret agent holds on to the bottom of a helicoptor: tight and with sincere reluctance to let go. It's always been that way even when I didn't like where we lived that much anyway.

And so it goes with Boise. While a lot of my things are finding homes in my new apartment, there are still boxes and moments I wish I was still hidden away in my teeny apartment that even the pizza guy had trouble finding. Tucked away until I wanted to be found, I'd venture out when I felt like it. I did have a few friends to spend time with, and tons of family, although I didn't always take advantage of either group while I could. I knew my way around very well, and knew right where to go for whatever I needed. Here it's a bit of a trick, but let me recomment Milwakee Street. It's got just about everything your little heart could desire on it, or so I discovered the other night. So that's a step...

I don't really remember moving being hard at an early age, the first move I remember that was hard was in 1st grade. We were so close to being done, but I guess at least we were moving to Idaho Falls and with family that time. It was far less upsetting once it was summer and school was out. And then we went to Livingston. ICK. I think the whole family would agree... but still moving from there to Pocatello was undesireable to someone who doesn't like change. I'd almost figured that stupid place out and my place in it, and then we left again. Pocatello was the hardest place to move from. We were all so happy there! And Billings was hard at first. Very hard. But it seems the harder you work to be happy in a place, you do come to love it a little more than the others. But surprisingly, it wasn't hard at all to move from Billings, although I initially didn't want to. At some point things weren't working out well to stay, I got frustrated, threw my hands in there air and said, "Well FINE! I'll just go to Spokane with my parents then!" followed by the most calm and reassuring feeling I've ever felt.

Whoa. Okay then.

So I moved, and loved it. Spokane was good for me. I think I got the polish I needed to feel confident and happier with myself there. I met the best friend I've ever had in my whole life and we continue to be friends now. I met other people that would change me, and not necessarily for the better, but I had life experience and am who I am. Not to say I don't regret it happened, because I do, but there's no undoing it now. Just moving forward.

And as I work on that here in Boise, I still feel like I made the right decision even if things aren't totally easy and comfortable yet... but I am making progress. I always want to take the whole staircase in one step instead of one step at a time. It's frustrating sometimes, but then I remember that although it may seem that some people get a free ride to Comfortville and Easytown... I have to walk and it's okay to look around and enjoy the scenery.

A Letter of Secession

To Whom It May Concern,

I hereby and forthwith inform you of my intent to secede.


From what? you may be wondering. Well, to be honest I don't know. I just know that secession sounds like a good idea this evening, and so I shall do it. I secede. And I'm not coming back.

I secede and claim my apartment as the free nation of Annville. There happiness reigns supreme as does the pizza brought there, imported from the United States from the Flying Pie Pizzaria across the street. We do not stand for tyranny or opression, although we do sometimes stand when coerced or the mood strikes. We reserve the right to believe and worship as we choose, however all are required to bow and eat when cheesecake or apple pie apples are also imported. We support free trade with other nations but discourage residency. And in fact will frown in a most horrible manner when mentioned. Free from the tyranny of McDonalds and the opression of Starbucks we reside in a labeless nation, but still greatly appreciate the Dolce and Gabanna sunglasses I have in my bag as well as the Versace ones I currently have my eye on and will splurge on when I'm considerably more financially stable... as a nation that is. Wow being a despot is hard work. Nominations for a new dictator are coming up. There is not voting process, but merely shifting of responsibilities as one person becomes tired and the cats can't do them on their own. It's an interesting country, but I feel it's about time secession occurs. Too long have I lived under the governments boot, and they don't powder it when it's smelly, either. Well no longer! Annville is a free nation at last!

In all reality, I'm glad to live in the country I do and am very excited to see where our new leaders will take us. I feel hope and excitement for the first time since gas prices were under $2 a gallon. It's nice. Secession aside (as I could joke for pages and pages) I'm glad to be where I am and a part of something historic. Good luck and best wishes to our future president!!! Don't let us down.

You're Going to Boise, Idaho!

Well, I moved. I'm officially here in Boise and unpacking like mad. Who knew I had so much crap! And now that I have more room, I'll probably end up with more crap. ARG. It's funny really and I don't mind it all but I should probably go through things again and make sure they were all worth bringing here.



It doesn't really feel like I live here, in spite of all my stuff being around me. It probably won't feel like I live here until I start work and actually drive somewhere on my own for a change. So far Jesse has had to show me where I'm going everywhere I've had to go, but soon I'll have it figured out for the most part I'm sure. Heaven knows I've moved enough and am used to it. I remember in Billings I figured it out because that's where I learned to drive, in Spokane I figured it out because I had a map that I'd check before leaving and then I'd go on a few exploratory drives, Barstow was so small you couldn't get lost if you tried so there were no worries there, and then IF was easy because I knew from going around with cousins and family so much. Boise will be a bit of a trick, but at least I'm pretty close to most major things I'll need and the major places I'll be going. Its just a matter of time.


So far so good. I like Boise, I like the pace, and the area is lovely. Rolling hills with a few cresting mountaintops peeking over the city. And the leafy trees are in full fall bloom right now as well. The weather hasn't exactly been ideal, but it's warm enough for just a sweater and jeans without worrying you'll freeze to death. This afternoon I went downtown and had a bagel sammich at this little coffeeshop. It was so yummy! Their hot cocoa is a bit rich though. But the bagels get 5 stars and I even brought some home for breakfasts.


My apartment is nice, and I definitely enjoy all the space I have. The kitties LOVE the stairs, and I LOVE that I have two bathrooms! One upstairs and one down. I have drawers, cabinets, closets, storage areas. I almost don't know what to do with myself! But in a good way...


Well, my work face-to-face is tomorrow and then I'll probably sit in with someone for a bit to see what work will be like. And then hopefully I can start working soon! It'll either be the 9th or th 17th, and while the weekly schedule on the 9th isn't ideal, it'd sure be easier on my finances as well as my sanity to start ASAP. Wink, wink. It's going to be nice to have this week to unpack and organize for sure, as it'll drive me crazy till everything has its place and I can again sit comfortably on my couch with nothing on it. I'm settling and happy. And that's a good feeling.