Home in Texas (5/4/14)
After being in Arizona for four years, Bridge City has gone
through quite a few changes. Old shops shut down, big powerfull looking
buildings up where a lot used to be, old gas stations with new names and
owners… Even after being here for almost a week, I still am not accoustomed to
this place I used to call home. The people I called family, well, Personaly I’m
not all to sure. Almost as if they are imposters, or a physical representation
who has all the same characteristics, only seemingly four years older. Stacies
family has been up our buts, and frankly, I love having family around. Even a
phone call would suffice.
I cant help to feel out of place, but I guess that’s what happens every time anyone moves to a different area, especially state. But coming back home and finding yourself misplaced… I spent 20 minutes looking for arrowhead water at walmart… only to realize it isn’t in TX.
It is nice however to eat at the old Texas quisine again, and the fun stuff that comes afterwards. I never thought I would feel out of place, and not at home at the place I called home. The traffic is busier than I remember, and the old drawbridge is being refurbished with all custom made original parts to function again like it used to. (or so I hear)
The trailor we came home to, I thought was well taken care of, but the inside of it shows different. 3 outlets seem to have been ripped from the walls, the fron door deadbolt willnot lock, backdoor had leak, and rotted in the wall and floor, and that part of the floor is softened so bad, someone stepped in it and the floor caved in. (small area, about the size of a foot) I’m afraid which window will leak, what breakers will trip, smoke alarms, the tub, waterheater… even the stove. Nothing in here is familiar… Our tub is fairly new, roofing is new, recently painted…
As we unpack, and put tthings where we feel comfortable, I see more and more work that needs to be done. Put away the kitchen chemicles, and found the sink’s drain leaks A LOT. 3 or 4 places, actually. That’s just one. I wont list all of it because mostly when I see a new thing to add to the list of crap to fix, I get even more depressed and discouraged.
I cant help to feel out of place, but I guess that’s what happens every time anyone moves to a different area, especially state. But coming back home and finding yourself misplaced… I spent 20 minutes looking for arrowhead water at walmart… only to realize it isn’t in TX.
It is nice however to eat at the old Texas quisine again, and the fun stuff that comes afterwards. I never thought I would feel out of place, and not at home at the place I called home. The traffic is busier than I remember, and the old drawbridge is being refurbished with all custom made original parts to function again like it used to. (or so I hear)
The trailor we came home to, I thought was well taken care of, but the inside of it shows different. 3 outlets seem to have been ripped from the walls, the fron door deadbolt willnot lock, backdoor had leak, and rotted in the wall and floor, and that part of the floor is softened so bad, someone stepped in it and the floor caved in. (small area, about the size of a foot) I’m afraid which window will leak, what breakers will trip, smoke alarms, the tub, waterheater… even the stove. Nothing in here is familiar… Our tub is fairly new, roofing is new, recently painted…
As we unpack, and put tthings where we feel comfortable, I see more and more work that needs to be done. Put away the kitchen chemicles, and found the sink’s drain leaks A LOT. 3 or 4 places, actually. That’s just one. I wont list all of it because mostly when I see a new thing to add to the list of crap to fix, I get even more depressed and discouraged.
Several times I have thought it, and I still think it at
some points. Coming back here was a mistake.
My biggest argument on it is just my line of work I want to
persue. Film and video production. I’d rather do something in the writing or
VFX area, but I can’t really be pickey as of now, can i? Moving home was a good
move for the family. Stacie seems much happier, in fact I haven’t seen her
happier, especially when shes with family. Malachi seems to be happy so far. He
will start school on Monday, and is expecting to see his AZ buddies. Hope he
isn’t discouraged to make new friends.
Link however isn’t sure WTH is going on, he has spent his whole life sharing a room with mom and dad, and now, he has his own room. I can understand how weird and even scary it can be at his age. He already seems to be super clingy, and this only seems to make it worse.
Well, I have to admit when I saw a body of water within our trip, I got giddy. Same thing with the ample supply of cows in pastors. Seeing the two bridge city bridges was a sight for sore eyes. Seeing the ships pass underneath was as well. Smelling the refineries, the smell of grass, the sticky humid air.
This is TX, this is my home. I missed it, but it didn’t seem to miss me.
Link however isn’t sure WTH is going on, he has spent his whole life sharing a room with mom and dad, and now, he has his own room. I can understand how weird and even scary it can be at his age. He already seems to be super clingy, and this only seems to make it worse.
Well, I have to admit when I saw a body of water within our trip, I got giddy. Same thing with the ample supply of cows in pastors. Seeing the two bridge city bridges was a sight for sore eyes. Seeing the ships pass underneath was as well. Smelling the refineries, the smell of grass, the sticky humid air.
This is TX, this is my home. I missed it, but it didn’t seem to miss me.
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