xeryfyn's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bring it on So we told them. And they reacted actually quite well to all the news we dumped on them. From the potential moving into their house, to Julia's seizures, to the possibility of trailer life...All in all, a well-rounded kind of conversation. There were some tense moments and they reacted predictably poorly to some of it and unusually well to lots of it. I thought it was productive and less angst-ridden as it could have become. So we saw some places to live, a townhouse, a mobile home, my parent's rooms. And now we have to take all of that information back and digest it, chew it over, plop out the numbers and crunch the reality of it. Either way, we had best put in our notice quickly and then get out the packing boxes once again. You know, it is getting quite ridiculous, this moving about every year or two. I am tired of keeping boxes, just in case, and knowing that our stay in any one place is temporary until we find that magical place that we can actually call our own.
Bring on Christmas, 'cause I havent any idea what adventures await us in the new year. 9:06 p.m. - 2003-12-07 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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