So, no money, but lots of packing. We are stretched to the limit, and as you know, I hate that. Also, I hate packing. Hubby loves it. He loves to find stuff that he thought he lost.
So far the only thing I'm losing is my hair. Oh, and I'm developing a nervous twitch of scratching my scalp til it bleeds.
In other news, the Linux machine that I got for my time at Free ITAthens is working pretty good. I think it'll make a nice little work horse.
I'm sorry everything is so disjointed. I don't know where I am really--my head I mean. Physically, for the next two weeks we will be dividing our time between here and the farm. Mentally, I need some time to decompress. Which is what I'm doing, I guess. Anyway, take care out there. It will probably be another month until you hear from us on our clunky dial up.
Did I just say dial up? Oh, goddess, this might not be such a good idea.