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So This Is How It’s Gonna Be

So far San Antonio and I aren’t getting along too well.  
It’s a lot of little things like…
–No storage space.  I love these old houses but I always forget that people had like 5 outfits, 8 dishes and 1 pair of shoes.  It takes twice as long to unpack if you have to get super crafty about where to put everything.  For realsies, no more kitchens without pantries.  (Unless I super-duper love the house…sigh).   
–The neighbor’s dog barks all. evening. long.  Starting around 8:00pm that thing is on replay for several hours.  I want to say something, but I don’t want our first neighborly interaction to be all “Hi, nice to meet you.  Shut your dog up.”  Any suggestions?  
–It’s Hot.  I know it’s hot everywhere right now, but Texas is like this all the time I hear.    
–Our KitchenAid is missing.  It either got lost or stolen in the move.  My money’s on stolen.  
–The cockroach made another appearance last night in the kitchen.  Oh I hope he crawled all over our clean dishes.  Pretty please?    
–Speaking of creepy…we have a creepy neighbor who won’t wave to us.  B has tried a couple of times, because you know maybe he didn’t seem him the first time.  Nope.  Just a creep.  Which is perfect, because I’m not paranoid enough.  
–Both the girls are sick.  Technically not Texas’ fault, but who else do I blame?
–There is no Trader Joes.  OK so now maybe I’m just looking for things to find wrong but STILL.  
I know moving is always a transition.  I remember missing NYC a lot after we left, and of course we eventually found our groove and really enjoyed Cincy.  But something feels a little different this time, like it’s taking us longer to unpack, longer to get settled, and with a few more headaches and hassles thrown in for good measure.  So any suggestions?  I know we have Sea World and Six Flags yet to tackle, but what else?  Even if it’s not something specific to San Antonio, what else can you do when you move to a new area to acclimate, explore and enjoy?
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