Staying focused in any capacity has been a real challenge. Our minds just aren’t living in the present – they’re thinking about the next few months and after. I feel especially bad for Michael because the work he’s currently doing here in Albuquerque is actually what he originally started out doing when he became an employee for Sprint. Really tedious and drawn out stuff. Not only that, but he has endure it for twelve hours a day, three days in a row. If either of us is eager to get things moving along with India, it’s got to be him.
But that’s not to say it’s been any easier for me to sit in the hotel room making five-categoried to-do lists and researching expatriate information all day. In between forgetting my Kindle at the gym (sucked, but found it), seeing Xmen: First Class (awful), then seeing Super 8 (wasn’t awful, but wasn’t the best), seeing our first road runner (looked nothing like the cartoon), reading (of course), making new social icons (as displayed in the sidebar), and working on a friendship bracelets (totally rockin’); we find ourselves twiddling our thumbs, anxiously waiting to get back home.
Thankfully, it will only be one more week before Michael will be back in Kansas City and less than that for me. Part of me wants to feel bummed that we weren’t able to travel around more here in New Mexico. But another part of me is still pretty content with the little things we’ve been able to see and do so far. Like so:
|Chicken & Dumplings?|
|Parmesan Garlic Chicken?|
|Parmesan Garlic Chicken with noodles AND homemade Alfredo Sauce?|
Wait a minute…
|Chicken Fried Rice?|
I think I’m beginning to notice a trend here…
I guess I should have warned you that this post was mainly written to display my incredible hotel cooking prowess. But that doesn’t mean I’m any less satisfied with how we’ve spent our time in Albuquerque – so it’s not entirely off-track. You’ve gotta eat, right?
I also FINALLY completed the latest friendship bracelet I’ve been working on. I ran out of thread mid-bracelet and it quickly became a macramé nightmare trying to extend the strings. But alls well that ends well. After I started it, I asked God who I should give it to and I felt like he told me to make it for a friend’s daughter. I put it in the post yesterday and it should hopefully be delivered by Tuesday.
Still reading my latest book, The Memoirs of Cleopatra: A Novel by Margaret George. It’s my second historical fiction by George and I’ve got to say, I’m not really enjoying it as much as her other novel. Too much emphasis on romance and I don’t entirely care for her portrayal of Cleopatra’s character. But that’s the trouble with historical fiction; you don’t always wind up agreeing with character interpretation.
Four days and counting until I make the twelve-hour drive back home – then it’s sista’ sista’ time for an entire week. Let the cheesy hair metal/80s music begin!