We’ve been in the sticks now for a few weeks. I get like zero time to do anything…odd since you’d think I’d have more time (seeing as I’m living with my in-laws). But the internet here is slower than Methuselah…they live so far out in the middle of nowhere, that just to get internet — other than dial up (people still have that?) — is satellite. Slower. Than. Methuselah.

We found a place to move into, but the kitchen is being remodeled right now and it won’t be ready until November 1. Which is fine. It’s a duplex built in the 1930s, and all in all we’ll have more square footage in the duplex than we did in our house back in the city. We’ll be living downstairs from a doctor. It’s in the nicest neighborhood in town. Can’t wait to have my own space. And OH. My. Goodness…my king size bed. Four people sleeping in a bed that’s supposedly queen size…it’s like we’re sardines, really.

We went back to Dallas about two weeks ago to turn the keys over to our new tenants. We went a day early…only to discover the house had been broken into sometime the previous week. The More >