Patrick and I arrived safely in New Mexico Sunday night. While we are happy to be back, it is taking a little adjustment on both our parts. The altitude alone is somewhat of a challenge, but with daily walks and bike rides we are getting the hang of it. We managed to unload the trailer and get everything into a storage unit in Rio Rancho. The one we originally reserved was in an awkward hallway and so we had to ask for an upgrade to something much larger (the only thing they had) and much more expensive. But the good news is that it is done and for now, at least, we are settled.
With the move and various other things going on in our lives, both Patrick and I have been somewhat frustrated and a little snappy with eachother. It isn't easy trying to start over while also trying to maintain a good relationship, but I think we are doing okay. Things seem to be getting easier and I think once we both have jobs everything will fall into place. We have decided to postpone our house hunting until we both are employed as we can't get approval for a loan until we have at least two paychecks anyway, we may as well concentrate on one thing at a time.
Tomorrow I am going out to Moriarty to visit with my family. Truthfully, I don't really like Moriarty, I don't like coming back from my mother's house smelling like I just got back from a club, I don't like feeling like I have to always justify everything I say and do. But, because they are my family and I do want to see them, I am going...and dragging Patrick with me, who I know, would much rather stay here. I guess all's not fair in love and war.
Patrick has started us both on a pretty rigid work out regimine that has me very sore today. I enjoy the walking, but not so much the toning exercises. All good for me, but I am not looking forward to it. Speaking of which, I need to go do my 100 crunches....ick.
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