Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Time keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping

(altogether now) Into the futurrrrrrrrrrrrrre.

We are:

Offering great sums of money in exchange for a domicile.

Praying that God will plop us down into a place of service and serenity.

Feeling overwhelmed by the hope of this.

Examining each and every thing in our lives to see if it makes the cut.  If you aren't awesome you aren't coming with us.

Not sleeping as well as we would like.

Getting teary about leaving this home.

Beyond punchy about the "creative" things people do to their four walls.

Loving our dear ones.

Rejoicing in the voice of my Annabel...so long in coming...so joyfully received.

Eating lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of lettuce.

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