We have made it safely to Mississippi. I can’t say I’ve made that much progress on the mental processing front. The fact that we are here permanently hasn’t sunk in at all. Instead, I feel just like we’re at summer camp. But you know what, that’s not such a bad thing, is it?
Our days look like this: sleep a little late, go for a jog, swim in the lake, ride 4-wheeler around the yard, play with dog, rinse, repeat.
I am working 5 hours a day. Meanwhile our earthly possessions remain packed on the porch. The Internet is not yet hooked up. The pantry situation is improving but still needs work. It’s hard to remember which bills are due when.