¡Ya llevo 14 días en Guadalajara! The only downside of being here for two weeks is that I have spent all of them in a hotel. It is actually a luxury hotel, but I despise the fact that the bellhops and attendents and maids (somehow that makes me think of J.Lo) know my comings-and-goings, even if I am only going back and forth to work and to get some food. Speaking of work, that's why I came and where I am now. Actually, most of the time I am working. Turns out that the work week here is 45 hours long, plus the five hours when I am on lunch break but technically tied here.
Really, though, I like where I work. I am in the main offices of a renowned tequila company, and about an hour outside of the city is a historic hacienda where the agave plants are planted, harvested, cooked and mashed, and then the honey juice is separated and sent to the fermentation tanks where it is turned into alcohol by natural air-borne yeast, and then piped into the distillation tanks to be purified, and then onto barrels to be aged if necessary (if it is going to be Reposado-- rested or Anejo-- aged instead of Blanco-- white tequila). And then of course it is bottled, labeled, boxed and shipped out to be enjoyed. Whew.

Checklist of things left to do before departing for Mexico

1. Finish packing my bags
2. Write addresses and phone numbers in my mini-notebook
3. Run around the yard
4. Take my last real bath
5. Narrow down my book selection to cut weight
6. Ride my horse once more, slowly
7. Eat 15 more pounds of food
8. Watch CSI: Miami since my Dad isn't here to control the TV
9. Kiss my dogs good-bye
10. Relish my last nights on my featherbed
After Wednesday, I'll be writing in Spanish, so start practicing!

Brief, but it's something

Alright, Carrie, enough of the snippy comments. Update:
It is my second-to-last day as a temp, and I am scheduling and touring candidates around to the finish. I am going to sorely miss my co-workers, all of whom think I am witty, responsible and diligent without me having to come out and tell them that I am. Ha. They are beautiful and swell women who make me appreciate daily life a lot.
Anyway, I started packing for the big move to Guadalajara-- I fly down with Bree next Wednesday. I have finally been assured that the company will pay for me to stay in a hotel until I find a place and a mattress, and they are planning to take me on tours of the city and the tequila fields and plant, etc.
I will write more real soon (ie in less than 3 months).