What is the Mojave, and why am I stuck in it?
The Mojave Desert occupies a significant portion of Southern California and
parts of Utah, Nevada, and Arizona. Named after the Mojave Native Americans. It occupies
roughly 54,000 square miles in a typical Basin and Range topography.

Last Year, the J and I decided to cash in on a promise we'd made to ourselves back in the day. 'The Day' being The Day.
The wedding day.
"We're outta here suckas!!!!!!!!!"
That's what we'd yell to the folks behind us, the poor saps still withering away in the blistering So Cal summers and enduring the opposite of the understanding Libs.
(We are 'them Mormons' after all)
We had some farfetched ideas.
TRUCK DRIVERS TOGETHER WE'LL BE!! was a good one.
Or,
I'LL BE THE CRAB FISHERMAN AND YOU'LL BE THE COOK, DARLIN!' was another.
Apparently, normal jobs in 'outta here' didn't appeal to us.
Then, what's that thing called?
Yeah, Life called.
In short.
Wifey gots herself a schmancy office job.
Hubby gots himself four schmancy black widow bites and an even schmancier two weeks in the hospital.
Bro in Law arrived!
Fires gots us a two week evac and a schmancy new generator.
Baby fell out!
Schmancy new house in the Mojave. (It had, no kidding, a different type of carpet in every single room.)
Temporary of course.
Second Baby jumps out!
Bro in Law went to prepare a place for us in the next life. : (
Two more chitlins cartweel out!
Economy goes out for a pack and doesn't make it home.
Hubby and I are grateful he has work.
And then Alaska called.
Kind of.
We'd always wanted to go Into The Wild. Always.
A job opportunity said, HELLO.
We applied.
It didn't happen.
And we finally realized, "outta here" isn't in the cards.
And after 8 years of loath,
Love arrives.
Love for the Mojave.
Yes, we're stuck here.
But while we're stuck here, I write. I show.
It's a cool place.
Still hot though. I smell right now.
I smell the entire month of August.
Anyways.
Us! Mojave!
It's actually a cool word.
Alright, closing first post.
Ciao!
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