You know, the Mall of America isn't as big as I thought it'd be.
But then, my only time seeing it before today was as it appeared on an episode of
Daria, back when my sister was a fan in her teens (so I was maybe just twelve or so). I don't know how I remember this, but in that episode they sort of parodied the Mall by naming its sections and levels after flowers or colors or something, along with letters and numbers, so I guess it was meant to be an exagerration on the size.
Unfortunately Eden Prairie isn't looking so hot overall now that I am here. It is certainly nice in appearance, and everyone I have encountered so far has been noticeably polite and welcoming, and I even appreciate the fact that even in the middle of spring it was still 50 degrees outside this morning (I am more attuned with the colder climate).
^-^
Buuuut still, it is very much more expensive than where I come from in the South, and even the best job opportunities for my field of expertise are not only 30 minutes away in Minneapolis, making for an undesirable commute, but don't even start off with as much money per hour as I was making at Albemarle. And there's only one place among both townhomes and apartments here that looks at all both affordable and pretty to live. I have an appointment set to tour through that one place tomorrow.
But, hey, you never know. I just have to stay open to the Spirit's guidance towards a place where I might find peace and contentment. That could still very well end up being here.
But before that, still gotta see the other places on my map, first!