An Unexpected Uprooting.

Well, we're moving.
I felt sympathy for Frank and Jessica when this happened to them, but I guess now I can start feeling a little empathy. We don't know where yet, but it's going to be in an area that hasn't been knocked, so hopefully there'll be more success for everyone.
We'll probably be living in a hotel. : So much for settling down, huh?
It feels like we just got all unpacked and got to know the layout of where we live, and we're just starting to get to know people in the ward. …And now we're moving again. I was expecting to be here until the end of summer. Oh well. The best laid plans, right?
There's nothing I can do, so I may as well not complain.
I'm choosing right now to be happy about this situation.
Who knows? We might like it.

I apologize for that. I don't want anyone feeling sorry for us, believe me. Change is stress, and everyone must endure it at one point or another. I just hope we can get everything to fit into our car again. :) Some of you saw how full it was when we moved up here…and we've since accumulated more stuff.

I'm enjoying the office job. It's fun being the middleman, getting calls from all the sales reps and having to schedule techs to go out and install the systems. It's like having two gears working together, and I'm the grease in the middle that makes it run smoothly. On top of that, when I'm not getting any calls, I can do whatever I want, like read, or write, …or play Rock Band.:)

Jeff's allergies are still bad. Thanks for all the tips. Amber, I don't know if we could handle the "in one nostril and out the other" trick. It might be a bit much. But, then again, if it works…
We're thinking of taking him to a specialist to see if they can do anything.

I've been having all sorts of weird dreams lately. I had one last night where Dad and I were in a church, and these guys came in and started shooting us with acid-filled paintballs. The only way to stop it from eating us away was by spreading on a pasty base that Dad just happened to have with him. Weird. I had another one that wasn't quite as weird where I gave a Book of Mormon to a long-lost middle school friend that I'd always wanted to give one to, but never had. Maybe it's a sign that I need to send her one. Ponder on this I will.

I finally got my ring fixed, hopefully for the last time. That thing has given us more grief than it's worth, I'm afraid. This is like the 5th time we've had to get it fixed or adjusted. The silly diamond keeps getting loose or falling out. But, this time the goldsmith built up the gold around it and drilled holes for all of the corners, so it should stay in. If it doesn't, at least we know we have insurance. (Unlike the last time it fell out…)

The weather has been a lot warmer lately, thank goodness. I hated sending Jeff out into the rain and wind. Except now he's getting sunburns. What're you going to do? :)