I am thrilled to announce that Edwin, the girls, and I are alive and well. I'm not sick. We just moved. We are now Alabama residents once again.
My parents will be closing on their house next week (did you know that you had to close on a house that you were having built?), but due to a gracious builder, they should be able to move the big furniture in tomorrow. Then we'll all have a little more breathing room, and maybe fewer boxes. The girls have been living with boxes for a couple of weeks, and I know that they will be relieved to be back to furniture living. (Remember what I said about modular living? Forget it.)
Have I mentioned yet that it's insanely warm here? We're talking about the 60's. The town where we lived in Kentucky got snow yesterday, and we're stuck in a pseudo-fall. I feel jaded. It's really throwing off my equilibrium. I'm sure that the bitterness will subside when we get to Costa Rica for language training and realize that 60's is winter in some countries.
Hopefully I'll get back to regular blogging and life kinda-sorta as we know it soon. Back to the boxed life...