There's no place like home.

There's no place like home. There's no place like home. I say this while I click my 3 inch ruby red stilettos. Unlike Dorthy I have to rock the heels instead of the flats. I finally made it back to California. I'm still under the impression that I am not here for good, and that I have a long flight back to Tampa scheduled. But in reality that is not the case!!! I'm back home and it feels good. Real good.

I do miss my friends in Tampa, and hopefully we start planning the trips that we promised to plan. I spent memorial weekend with my besties in LA, and it confirmed my decision to move back. I heart LA. Its my home. I am so happy that my husband and I decided to move back!

Donte and I have a lot of adjustments to make, but I know we will be able to make them. I have a list of things that need to get done, and I am giving my self one month to do them:

1. Get sworn in. Got to make the whole passing the bar official.
2. Find a job.
3. Find an apartment.
4. Find a bar that my hubby and I can hang out at. (No more slug or bar louie for us..sigh..I will miss that about Tampa as well.)
5. Go to the mountains.

The list above does not have to go in exactly that order. I might try to concure number 4 first!!