It seems like almost every day I long for my old job, friends, and life in San Diego. Then I remember why I gave everything up, and it makes up for it (but only just).
Doesn't mean I'm gonna stop missin' and bitchin' about it, tho. Grrr.
At our haircut yesterday our stylist, who is friends with our HOA's treasurer, informed us that the previous officeholders have all moved out of our development and that if they don't get more people involved they will have to outsource the HOA and our fees will double.
Um, guess who's considering it? (And guess who laughed at the same lines I used to use to get people to join things like the LYC board? "It's only one meeting a month!" Sha!)