The Moving Blues

I hate moving and dating. They both suck. Now that I'm married, I no longer need to do one of them, now if only I (we) could only find a place to stay for the rest of our lives. Lay down roots, and start a home. I suppose that's a dream of many more people than just me. When you move, for a split second, I wonder if I feel a bit of what it's like to be homeless. If so, I've got to give more time to charity. I can't imagine what the real homeless folks of the world must have to deal with.

Anyhoo, that's just what Katie and I are doing. Moving. Hopefully this will all end tomorrow and we'll have another home to nestle into. We're lucky like that.

Then in 6 weeks we move again.

Moving, always moving...