Home in PGH in all it's fall glory...

Have I mentioned that I love fall???

Have I mentioned that I love pumpkins and Halloween and apple cider and hay rides and pretty leaves all over everything!!!

Ahem. It's nice to be home. Spent the weekend moving shit around, into my room, into my car to take to my storage space. I have to decide when I am going to get an apt on my own. Really the question is, should I just start looking now or should I maybe wait until after the holidays? Pluses of waiting are that I can take a break from moving shit around and I will save on rent. The good parts about starting to look right away are that I won't get too settled in here, and I can find somewhere that's closer to work and Tim and pretty much everybody. Right now, I won't pay rent (at least not yet...?) but I will be paying loads of gas as my car single-handedly tries to drain the Middle East. You really need a sturdy 4 wheel drive car in this city, especially when you live all the way out here, besides the fact that I have a car and very little $$ so what I have is going to have to do. I just wish it wasn't so god damn inefficient.

Oh well! I have this bad habit of thinking that if we can figure out ways to screw the earth up, we can also figure out ways to fix it again, but it won't be until all of our asses are on the line that somebody actually sits down and figures it out. Why? Cause on a whole we're a lazy species. Go figure. But I mean it's not like when your aluminum can goes into the land fill it's stuck there forever. Which is how people make it sound. Yeah, it would make more sense to recycle it now. Yeah, it's gonna be expensive to go back through all that garbage and mine it for recyclable resources. Whatever. That's for our kids to worry about!

How did I get off on this crazy tangent? It's the sci-fi-er in me coming out. Today I started trying to read this fantasy novel I have called Stone of Tears that's like a thousand pages long while I was sitting out on the back porch in the fall sun with a cup of tea. I couldn't remember where I last stopped reading though, and I got too cold before I found the place. But it was nice while it lasted.

Spent lots and lots of time with Tim and my dogs and my cat this weekend. Tim and I did something on Friday and on Saturday. (Don't ask, but it's a big deal to me.) And today I walked on the treadmill for an hour while I watched Dirty Dancing and then I watched another movie just for kicks. Yay for being lazy!

I also got to eat lunch with my grama and papa on friday at max & erma's (yum!) and lunch on Saturday with two of my high school friends. We talked about old times and gossiped about other people we went to school with and in general felt pretty old, starting off at a Chinese buffet and ending with drinks at Panera. Lots of fun!

So tomorrow is my first day of work back here in the City of Champions (one or two times, back in the 70's) ok maybe back here at the 3 rivers. Hopefully it will be fun. It looks like it might be good. I can only hope. My attitude (which sounds unexpected even to me) is that even if I hate it, it will be so nice to go home to my dad and my dogs and my cat and my Tim and my friends and my grandparents (not necessarily in that order), that it really doesn't matter! It's sort of like Rin-On was sayin on her blog, sometimes you just wake up and realize that you're very different and you don't really know what to think about it, you just go on being that way.

It's so true. I'm happy to be home. I will miss Chicago, and its kind folks, and its easy to find Mexican food and sushi, and easy to use mass transit system. And lovely parks and cute stores and old but new kind-of-vintagey feel. I must say, I feel it safe to say I love Chicago. But I always knew - it's never home.

And there's no place like home. ;)