We Found A Place To LIve

I know y'all were wondering. Oh, not really?

Well, we found a place. Good news.

Bad news. We couldn't afford to move til August 1st so

currently we have no windows. Uh, well, they are boarded up...

but, they are literally taking them out this week. And covering them with 

plastic. But, I will say, (and my husband tells me often) it could be worse.

True. No one in my family is sick. Or Lee or I. Or our dog. So, even though 

my neighbor said it looks like we live in a 'south side Chicago crack-house' (hilarious)

wait...this means I get automatic street cred! The actual worst part is the jackhammering 

that starts at 7am. I thought constructions workers were supposed to be late? 

And, it seems that they are very focused on our unit, sooooooo, mazel.

Life goes on. My dad keeps saying it will someday be a 'good story.' 

And it is. It's a good story already.