Tomorrow I leave for Ft. Worth, Texas for 6 weeks.
I actually lived in the suburbs of Dallas/Ft. Worth for eight years. Second grade through ninth grade.
I haven’t been back since.
I’m excited to go back. I’m sure I’ll get all sorts of deja vu and recognize places.
I’m excited to perform. To sing. To act. To get paid to sing and act. Hey, want to buy tickets?
I’m savoring my last night with BJ.
(Orange is the New Black.)
I MIGHT be on episode 9. We might have bought a pizza.
This week’s been a whirlwind. Packing, prepping, and BJ’s dad has been in the hospital in critical condition. BJ’s been sick too. And I’ve had some bad mood swings (hello, Monday).
It all happens at once.
When it rains it pours.
But off to Texas tomorrow. To go to a place I love. To do something I love.
Did I mention my aunt and uncle and cousins live nearby? And I’ll get to see them?
I’m so happy happy.
Off to the land of central air and backyard pools.
Oh how I love you.