If we were having coffee, I would ask you lots of questions. I do that sometimes.
I would tell you
- That job hunting is interesting, as well as aggravating. I mean, what are the odds that I’ll find a super awesome job in small-town Ohio? A job that doesn’t involve picking up after people or doing dishes. It’s too much to ask. I know. But I’m still asking. Please let there be a super awesome job in small-town Ohio. 🙂
- Packing is exhausting. I paint furniture and then pack. Repeat. Tomorrow I might go buy some more paint. My blue cabinet did not turn out very well.
- I found interview that I thought was lost forever. I submitted another one to an online magazine. Keeping fingers crossed.
- Little Sister and I went to see the teenager in the parade with marching band. Afterwards, I noticed that she didn’t have the right shoes. We bought some new shoes today. Plus, I got to spin the coupon wheel. Does anyone else love the coupon wheel?
- There were fireworks. I didn’t take any pictures. My batteries always die on the 4th of July. I should write myself a note for next year. Buy batteries and bug spray on July 3.
- I also found our last home. Lucas is not going for the Viking -funeral- pyre -in -a- mobile home -over- a- waterfall idea. It’s good enough for Thor’s mom. Ok. She didn’t have a motor home. Her funeral was much classier.
- This motor home was in a parade. Is that normal? Do people in other places drive their huge farm equipment and motor homes in parades?
- And I finished this book, “I am Malala.”