Saturday, December 08, 2012

Miss / Won't Miss

Here are some things I will not miss about living here:

1) Helicopters buzzing my house at 3 a.m.;

2) Wailing sirens at all hours of the day;

3) The incessant, high-pitched barking of the asshole dog across the street;

4) Shopping carts parked in the middle of the sidewalk.  In a residential neighborhood.  Far from any grocery store.

Here is something I will miss terribly about living here:

Our gardener, Venancio.  We had to hire one a couple years ago since the time it was taking Derek to handle it was just becoming overbearing, and given how much time he has to spend away from home, his time at home was just too precious.  And so I was lucky enough to find Venancio.

His skills in the yard are nothing to sneeze at, but it's just his presence that I love the most.  He has the kindest, gentlest, calmest aura about him.  He always has a smile, and though there is a language barrier (my Spanish sucks, and his English is good but not great), he likes to talk a little bit and find something to relate to or sympathize with, some common ground between us.  He is a good listener.  He looks you in the eye when he talks to you.

My kids worship him and watch his every move while he works, and this amuses him.  I will miss how McLean runs up to him and hugs him like a long lost friend and yells "Hi VENAN-CITO!" every time he sees him every two weeks.  And I will miss the kind look in Venancio's eyes as he hugs him back.  He is just so special.  And I will miss him.

Wednesday, December 05, 2012

Valley Girl No More

After years of sad, child-bearing-and-raising-inflicted neglect of my Valley Girl blog, and in light of recent events, it has been decided by moi to do a little facelift and to change the course of My Precious Ramblings to reflect the current situation:  We are moving out of the Valley!  So I can't really call myself Valley Girl anymore now, can I?

Shortly after Christmas (yes, THIS Christmas), we will have packed up EIGHT SOLID YEARS of couple and kid crap accumulated since we bought our house, and of course our hounds and their slobbery Chuck-It balls, and moved it to our new digs in beautiful, friendly, little (by comparison) San Luis Obispo.  To say I am excited would be a huge understatement.

To say I am profoundly upset to be leaving my family and best friends in the world and moving to a town where I know not a soul would be an even bigger understatement.  It's been tough to grapple with that reality and many, many hysterical tears have been shed, mostly by me.

But I've got balls.  And a fancy phone that has face time.  And I'll only be three hours away.  So basically, I can do this.  And hopefully my loved ones will come visit me enough to see how awesome it is there, and I can continually and persistently wear them down until they decide to move to SLO, too.

So in the coming weeks, I will keep you posted on the transition process, the issues, things I will miss, things I will so NOT miss, and the like, and discover my new town and all it has to offer.  And hope you can virtually come along for the ride.  Because life is good and it should be exciting, even when it's scary, no?

I'm scared, but excited.