So here I am living in Arizona in a most beautiful house with two beautiful little girls, a super awesome husband, and my best fur baby Jack. Apparently I had this idea in my mind of how life in Arizona was going to be, after living in Kansas, which I thought I didn’t like. It turns out, I LOVE Kansas! Who would’ve known it took me moving to AZ to realize what was beautiful, and good about where I’m from. I do have one thing to talk about today though, and it’s I HATE ARIZONA. So let me tell you first of all, this is filled with negative attitude everywhere and it’s supposed to be, it’s a blog, remember?
So upon arriving to our home, I had excitement, and happy little hopes in my heart that this was going to be amazing! We live near some mountains! we have basically one neighbor close to our home when everyone else is packed like sardines! and we have a grass backyard! So it seems like it would be AWESOME to be right here, in our own little square of heaven. Well, when the dust settled, or should I say when the first layer of dust settled, I found myself wondering what in the world have we gotten into?
We moved about 30 minutes away from the center of Phoenix but that is just downtown, everything awesome to do is on the EAST side of phoenix easily 45 minutes away with NO traffic, otherwise, who knows? The dirt is everywhere, as well as the concrete and blacktop, which, by the way, holds in that fabulous summer scorch to an amazing degree long after the sun has gone to bed for the night! I mean, c’mon!!! The relief is supposed to happen when the sun goes down!! Yeah, not here! it’s hot in the Spring, Summer, and currently in the Fall, FALL when it’s supposed to be COOLING OFF!! I hate it here, did I mention that?
I also wanted to just speak out on this whole, “Go to Flagstaff!” idea of “getting away” from the Phoenix area. First of all, did anyone remember it’s a 4 lane separated highway through the mountains to Flagstaff?? which TONS and TONS of semi-trucks like to plague? No, they just have their eyes on the prize, cooler weather. Well, that’s fine and dandy, but currently at the speed limit you get to go, and the amount of people trying to go to and from Flagstaff, it’s almost THREE HOURS to drive there!! Seriously!?! Three hours?!? So, let me understand this correctly; You want me to drive about 6 hours round-trip so I can “get away from the heat” for a weekend? Oh and don’t forget the hotel cost, plus I have a dog, which is extra. None of that sounds feasible to me, and logistically speaking, it’s ridiculous. I don’t know how much more I can say about this idea of “escaping to Flagstaff” because if you don’t try to drive off the mountain on the way there, you most definitely will try to drive off on the way home.
You know what? I’m going to end today’s post with a positive thought, so I’ll try to do this every time (we’ll see how well that works).
My husband and I went on a hike today, and when we got to the falls, it was really peaceful and beautiful there, which made me happy for the 2 minutes we soaked in the shade and beautiful natural granite. Hey, there was even water pooled up at the bottom, even though the falls weren’t going it was still pretty.