wondahful time...

San Diego is beautiful. I woke up to the sound of sea birds crying over the harbor, and the smell of salt. We're staying in a fairly nice hotel and I plan to visit the harborside pool later on. My honey's in conference all day and working all night, so I have the day to do what I want. It's early yet and I'm still on midwest time so it doesn't feel godawful to be awake. The ocean calls me today. I forgot my sunscreen but this place still feels like home and I know where the local drugstore is. I just paid four bucks for a small glass of moo juice and I think I'm not gonna do any eating in these hotel restaurants!
We had dinnah with the fam out at Dad's last night and it was a blast. It's so funny to be around all that arguing. Everyone was going back and forth and I'm just not used to that dynamic anymore! I was vaguely uncomfortable when my stepmom starting yelling at my dad and sister, but in a different way I totally enjoyed being around that again. She's not a bitch- they needed it (grin) so it's not like it's a bad thing. I just don't think I'm so used to it anymore.
Driving these SoCal freeways are nerve-wracking too. Of course the fucking scenery is awesome so that makes it great. We were driving by Del Mar which has an inlet right off the ocean, and I was overcome with how GREAT it is. Everywhere it's beautiful. I never appreciated that but after being in the Midwest for so long I'm starting to. I wouldn't want to live here again because it's just such a goddamn struggle every day, but visiting is so nice.

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