It didn't end as well as it could have, however. We were scheduled to fly out of Manchester on Friday afternoon. The weather was iffy, and our plane showed up late and our flights kept getting delayed. We fly Southwest, so when we were lining up to board the plane, a lady came over the loud speaker and said, "If you're continuing on to Chicago and then Tucson do not get on that plane because it is no longer going either of those places." Our flight was supposed to stop in Baltimore and then continue to Chicago where we would change planes and fly to Tucson. Our flight from Baltimore to Chicago was cancelled as was our flight from Chicago to Tucson. So we got another flight for the next day. There were zero flights from Manchester to Tucson and zero from Boston to Tucson, but there was one flight from Manchester to Phoenix, with only four seats on it. So I snagged that, otherwise we might still be in New Hampshire (not like that's a bad thing). My grandparents picked us up from the airport, where we had spent FIVE HOURS for no reason. That was fun. Not. We got another night in New Hampshire, which was nice, but also made leaving the next day so much harder than it already is. Now we're back in Tucson and getting ourselves prepared for school to start a week from today.
You know how I moved in to my new house almost a month ago? Well, I did. I never got to stay there though, before I left for New Hampshire. Yesterday was the first day I spent in my house, which is still amazing. It doesn't even feel real (that's the silliest thing to say about a house but I do not even care). It feels like I don't really live here and I'll have to leave or something. But I do live here! Breanne and I are still in the (very long and horrible) process of unpacking all of our stuff and finding places for said stuff. This is proving a bit more difficult than expected because our walls are 1. plaster and 2. eight million feet high so it's nearly impossible to hang stuff on them. We've managed to hang some stuff at fairly reasonable heights (i.e. heights that short people can reach on a stool). I still have a few things to hang and find places for, but it's all coming together quite nicely. It's a wonderful little place. I really love it.
That's what I've been doing lately! Quite hectic, but exciting as well. As I said, school starts a week from today. I'm excited to start my art classes. We'll see how they go, I'm sure you'll hear all about it on here. Now enjoy some photos of New Hampshire! Pictures of the house will follow when it doesn't look like a war zone (when we've put everything away and cleaned up).
Have a happy Monday!
Gloucester, MA.
The Quarry at Halibut Point in Gloucester.
Halibut Point
The woods across the street from my house.
Looking at the swamp and beaver dams across the street.
