Wake me up in December, when we are in the Sonoran Desert, surrounded by towering saguaro cactus and bluebird skies.
Living here feels a lot like the two weeks I spent stuck in a tent in heinous weather on an Alaskan glacier. Pinned down by weather, counting the days until the plane would come back and pick us up. Yup, we are both looking forward to Arizona. Waking up every morning to the sound of rain gets old, and while I'm kinda getting used to it, it makes it difficult to get motivated to be physically active outside. I need a kayak or something, that would help, because riding bikes in fifty degree rain just isn't that much fun.
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