Home

I find myself constantly still referring to Modesto as HOME. We'll be walking at our local mall in Mission Valley and I'll say, "It would have been nice if we had one of these in our mall back home." Or, we'll be taking a walk around our neighborhood and I'll say, "I miss our walks we used to take at home." Or, "When we go home ..."

I'm wondering how long this will last. I assumed that all the parts of normal life like having a job here, going to school, living in our apartment for several months, etc ... , that all of that would constitute making a home ... and to a certain extent, it does. But I'm realizing today that it also takes a cup of friends, a teaspoon of comfortability, and just a dash of thyme (haha).

As far as the comfortability goes, I feel like I'm just now getting to know my way around. Did you know we have FIVE (five, right?) different freeways within my immediate vicinity? The 5, the 8, the 15, the 163, and the 805. Ok... seriously? At some point, at least two are going the same direction. But I know where they all are, and I have a general sense of where they go.

I also finally found a place to wax my eyebrows. This may sound exceedingly trivial - and it probably is. But it helps, nonetheless. I've been DYING to get my eyebrows waxed for the last 4 months (I normally do it 4-5 times a year at the most and I was due...) but I didn't feel comfortable trying to find a new place to go. I finally decided tonight that I was going to go for it, and was totally happy with the results.

Feeling a little more comfortable in my surroundings? Check. Feeling like I know my way around? Check. Feeling like I know where to go for things I need? Double check.

I have a feeling I'll never stop thinking of Modesto as HOME... but maybe someday, I'll think of San Diego as my home ALSO ... It may just take more time than I'd originally planned : ).