It's been awhile since I blogged. Since the last post: my son turned 5, my in-laws came for a visit, Charleigh wrapped two grandparents around her little fingers, Robb's feet swelled to unbelievable new sizes, I bought and sold a vintage superman garbage can, we had our second Vintage Fellowship service, I lost 5 pounds but sadly replaced them while showing the fam all our favorite eating joints, and we're still hanging in there. Tomorrow, my in-laws will take my two older kids and hie them to Michigan to visit their cousins for a week. Robb has a doctor's appointment for his feet and we are chasing down some new possibilities for jobs.
It's not a sprint, this thing we are doing. It's a hundred-mile-death march, I think. So we are trudging. A little miserable at times, but still with a certain expectation that there is something out there on the horizon...
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And what a grand adventure you are living.
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