The point is that my whole family is in Wisconsin and I think I’m just kind of homesick. Which never happens. I keep thinking about how I could actually go to Packer games or Summerfest if I lived in Wisconsin again. It wouldn’t take an entire day of traveling to get most places. I wouldn’t have to plan out every single hour of my vacation time to accommodate all the stupid weddings I’ve been getting invited to lately. And it wouldn’t take an $800 plane ticket to get to those weddings either. I could actually make it to a Miz Bitch birthday party. Sure I would miss Juneau. A lot. But I don’t really have anything keeping me here. It’s just something I’ve been thinking about…
Friday, April 30, 2010
I have no idea why - its spring time in Juneau and the cottonwoods are starting to bloom (which is the best smell in the world by the way) and it’s finally light out all the time and the snow is finally gone - but I have been thinking about Wisconsin lately. A lot. It’s like I have a two year maximum before I get bored and want to make some big dramatic move. I don’t really want to move. The thought of packing makes me break out in hives. But my sister is getting married, which means she could conceivably have kids in the next few years and let’s face it, I’m probably going to end up living with 20 cats cranking out at least one knit afghan every week while I horde old newspapers and fall asleep every night in a drunken stupor.