I hated it. I absolutely hated it. I hated the house we're leasing. I hated the schools for my kids. I hated getting stuck in a snowstorm driving over two hours to go nine miles. I hated it. I'm so scared right now.
I loved seeing my friends who hosted my (extremely late) arrival. But that was where the love ended.
What the heck are we going to do? I want to go home. I want to go home, to San Diego. :(
My husband is going to freak out. I'm freaking out.
More later. Just needed to get this out.