Year in Review

The year started off pretty normal. I did some adjuncting. I did some crafting. I had a shitton of migraines and Fibro and CFS.
My dad’s neck cancer came back. 
It was the 10 year anniversary of my first and unexpectedly only trip to Egypt. 
Then in mid November my husband of 11 years (together for 16) and I decided to divorce.
In the space of 11 days I sorted through what I wanted to keep, packed it, arranged the divorce, organized travel for me and my dogs, and taught my online class with the help of some lovely friends and soon to be wasband and then flew cross country to Las Vegas to move in with my parents. 
I’ve applied for more jobs than I can count, hoping maybe I can manage full-time employment, though just full days of activity have been kicking my ass. 
I’ve had an interview with a temp agency. 
My fabulous parents bought me a new car. 

So, a hell of a year here at the end. 

I’ve had worse, to be honest. But 2015 better be awesome, dammit. 

Hoping it will be for all of you, too.

I'm hoping to do some more blogging now, especially while I look for more work. Maybe some day trips around Vegas and random hilarity. :)

So look for us here this year: 

Safely Arrived

Yesterday was a long day, but the trip went smoothly, so that was awesome.  The American Airlines people were very nice - the staff in Dallas even  changed our seats for us to give me more legroom and less distance to walk.  And got me a wheelchair for the jetway because it was a really long-ass jet-way.
Oreo was a good boy, as usual.

Peeking out of the carrier

Tasty fried chicken from the comfort of my wheelchair

Doing some crochet waiting for our connection in Dallas.

If you look closely you can see both the silver in my hair AND the stupid cystic pimples on my jawline.

Our flightpath into Vegas brought us right over Hoover Dam, which was beautiful light up in the dark.  I could just make out the silhouette of the new bridge against the lights shining up the face of the damn.

We slept in as best we could today, though Mom and Dad's younger schnauzer, Lily, is a punk and keeps starting stuff with Oreo.  And Oreo gives it right back.  Meanwhile, the older schnauzer (who is actually the same age as Oreo) Oliver just sort of patiently watches them be stupid and is a model sweetheart. 

We got to see my brother and his wife and my nephew today for dinner.  I'm tired and feeling a bit stiff and my joints are aching, but hopefully that will ease up soon.

It's overcast and smells of rain outside tonight - beautiful.  I miss the desert.

View from the backyard