Shane here. Somehow at the end of our summer of retirement I got a job, and Jayna got a vacation to Thailand. Something about that seems a little “off,” but what can you do? Apparently Jayna’s doing lots of fun things like petting baby elephants, visiting exotic markets, and honing her civil disobedience skills (seriously, she used to be such a nice girl). Click the photo for more.
Meanwhile I’m busy working and trying not to sink too far into the pits of bachelor-style living. For example, my dirty clothes are still entirely contained within the confines of a single laundry basket, my towel is folded on the rack, and as of this morning, there were no dirty dishes in the sink. In reality, it’s only by comparison to my wife’s activities that I am anything less than content because work is really interesting right now, and I’m loving it here in SLC.
It has snowed in the mountains every weekend we’ve been here, and it’s now looking like this weekend is going to increment the streak to four. Last Sunday afternoon I took a little drive up Big Cottonwood Canyon, and this is what I found about 20 minutes from our apartment. My excuse for the phone-level quality has something to do with the real camera being in Thailand.
So, which of us would you rather be right now? No, on second thought, don’t answer that. I’m at peace with my role in this relationship for the time being (especially when I’m at 9000′, it’s below freezing, there’s over a foot of snow on the ground, we’re only two weeks past summer, and I’m only a half hour from home). Hmm, after reading that over, I’m beginning to think it’s a good thing Jayna’s in Thailand after all. I’m not convinced her reaction would be quite as positive as mine.
Well, regardless of your preference, at this point it’s a lot easier (by which I mean affordable and logistically feasible) to be me (geographically speaking of course), and if you’d like to try that out for yourself, I encourage you to come visit us. To address a question that Derek asked a while back (which was unfortunately sequestered in a misguided anti-spam-bot’s holding tank for some time), old friends, new friends, you’re all welcome. And Derek, I feel that we particularly “owe you one” after you graciously arranged for us to have access to your hotel room in your absence after our sleepless red-eye flight out east for the Hindley wedding. Thanks again!
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