Leaving...

Last day in Prescott for a while. Nice town. The people are very friendly. Seems genuine too.

Check this out: http://www.susangabriel.com/blog/writers-and-writing/keeping-the-channel-open/

Catch ya when I get back to the valley. Love ya guys!

I have arrived!

The trip up the mountain to Prescott was easy. I kept the music off and enjoyed watching the scenery change from valley cacti to mountain cacti, then to mountain scrubs. Prescott is at 5300 feet, so not as high as Flagstaff with the tall pines.

It is an old town, established toward the end of the Civil War (1864). I can hear my British friends laughing because that isn't OLD, but for the west, it is. I noticed that the store fronts didn't look like they had done a revitalization project, looks like things were just kept up as they needed it, rather than restored. That seems nice.

I went and found the office and looked at a couple of rentals I found online, then tracked down the rental agency.

Then settled in my room to hem my slacks - I don't want to hear one word about being height challenged.

Tuesday, I went to check out the town a bit more. It is a mountain town and I was beginning to worry there was a city ordnance requiring 4x4 vehicles, but have seen some cars today.

One thing for sure, everything is built on hills. I'm not sure there is one traffic light at a level intersection. It does seem everyone drives a standard up here. When the light changes, the whole line of cars rolls back in unison, then we go forward. It is a bit strange, since I don't normally do that unless the car in font of me is doing that. But I got into the idea and so far no problems.

Like I said, everything is built on a hill. When I went to Target, there was a shopping cart escaping. It was going down hill faster than I was going up. At the bottom of the drive is the highway, so I don't know how that worked out. It wasn't there when I left the store - maybe it is half way to Phoenix by now.

I walked around downtown and in about 6 blocks, my legs and seat were feeling the inclines. I'll have to do that more often, seems to work for getting this writer in shape. (hope I'm not limping tomorrow for my interview). I still remember when I started ballet lessons I could hardly walk for a week. That is an imprinted memory, I assure you.

So I have the stuff to press the new hems and have my fingers crossed for tomorrow. I'm staying an extra day to look at houses on Thursday. The guys seem just fine without me.

ROAD TRIP!

Hey, I'm a fiction writer -- we're supposed to be dramatic! Yep, going to Prescott and check out the town for a couple of days. The guys are in charge of the house here in the Valley of the Sun. Not to worry, they are self-sufficient.

Seriously, today I've been unemployed for a year - a very long and wearing year. No kidding. Trust me, unemployment is not a pretty thing. I couldn't have been more happy to see 2008 hit the door and not come back.

So anyway, I have a job interview with the state on Wednesday. That's right, good old government and I couldn't be more thrilled. I'll tell you what, no matter what you think about government, I like doing social work for the gov.

This job is perfect in every way. Child abuse investigations was the hardest job I ever did (unfortunately, someone has to do it). This job puts me back into my other speciality, developmentally disabled. Talk about a special population, this is the ultimate! I love these guys.

Things have been (otherwise) going well for me lately, then to top it off, I stumbled upon this job listing. Sure I've never been to Prescott, but I often take jobs in places I've never been before and it always works out fine.

The pieces are coming together, I found a new suit at Dillards - was $320.00 for $60.00 - how's that for a good deal? Perfect fit. A size smaller than I thought would fit (whoo-hoo! guess that swimming is paying off) and its the color I went to find.

Wish me luck. I have my fingers crossed. I'm so excited!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prescott,_Arizona