O.K.
Why do we even say that? It's not even a word.
O.K., focus.
Sorry. I'm really going to write now. O.K.?
The last few months have been an agonizing combination of waiting and preparing, working tirelessly on our house so we can sell it--but knowing for sure if we would sell it anyway.
Thankfully, God and Carnegie Mellon University saw fit to let Mr. Incredible know that he is accepted into their computer science program for the fall . . . so now obsessive mail-checking and "well, we don't know if we're moving or not" conversations are over. And we are so grateful!
There are still so many details to work out . . . how will we sell our little house? Where will I work once in Pittsburgh? Will we rent or buy? And as we consider the last question, we must always be asking, "where will Lewis poop?" Sorry, but it's a fact of life. The dog is going with us, and so is his business.
But in the meantime, I have 46 more days to work, to contribute to the Brethren in Christ. I have longer than that to be with friends and family while we're still here--but suddenly, three months doesn't seem like a very long time.
I'll write more later . . . I just felt like I needed to break the ice and post a little update. Here's a photo of our house--anyone in the market for a 1940s bungalow with a backyard view of Central PA farmland?
O.K., that was fun. Be back soon.
2 comments:
it was so great to see you a few weeks ago! I remembered I had your blog bookmarked :) perhaps I'll have to visit more often now... ps. your house looks cute! I'd buy it. If I had the cash, and of course, didn't happen to live on the other side of the country, but you know...
that pic of your house is hot - and it's available? wow.
heh.
ahem, um, hey, have you talked to lewis about any pooping preferances? maybe he's got an opinion on the matter. God speaks through animals - look at baalem.
i'm done now.
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