Tumbledown and May

So, I sit here on my very soft and supple...yes, supple Natuzzi chair (thanks mom and dad!) listening to Tumbledown and thinking, "maybe I could blog something!" The answer is no, I cant. Nothing worth reading at least. We are trying to get our stuff together so we can move, this new start we feel like is from the Lord, and yet, its...a fight, non-stop. Not between us, just with everything. We arent finding any work in GP (apparently a land where jobs are plentiful), we cant AFFORD to move, and we cant afford to get up there to look for work. Boo. I seem to be getting less and less awesome at posting interesting blogs these days. I used to have lots to say, now its all poop. Literally. Baby poop. You know, like that mostly liquid, orangey-brown stuff that smells like death...that poop. Well, thats all Ive got. It comforts me to know that no one reads this anymore anyway, so this is just personal catharsis. Yipee!