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So, I find myself wondering just where my brain has gone lately. It's been about three weeks since it decided to go on holiday, and it shows no signs of wishing to return. The fuzzy brain has caused me to forget important things like birthdays, and to make mistakes like mixing up names with people who are not them. The lack of a brain has also led me to say many stupid things when I have misunderstood things.

I don't remember being this scatterbrained when I moved out here, and I was even pregnant. I guess that could be why I don't remember... I just sort of expected the witlessness. I feel like I'm losing my mind, but I'm hoping that things will settle down in a few months. I'm almost certain (I hope;)) that things will return to a more normal level when much of this moving business is over.

I want to thank everyone for listening to my endless tirade. I know I've thought and likely blogged of little else than my upcoming move in some time. It is an almost all consuming thought at the time, however. It should end soon. On a happy note, I've thought very long on advice that has been given and made some decisions. Firstly, I'm going to accept the assisstant manager posiotion with my old company. If they can pay all I need, then I will likely be there for at least two years or so. I'm alright with the idea, and I'm starting to accept that it will be the best thing. You are all correct in saying that it is easier to find employment when one already has a job. I'm also hoping that by starting work sooner, I'll have a better chance of getting a home loan following tax time. I have to wait till then just so we have a bit more for a downpayment, but as soon as I can be preapproved for a loan, I'll be buying a home. We don't know what we will get yet, and we've decided to suspend our search until we know what it is that we will be able to afford. Much will depend on the interest rate we can get as well as what we must put down as a downpayment.

Another small issue contributing to my lack of concentration is that my husband is due to go in for a MINOR surgery on Wednesday. He has a couple of growths that need to be removed. We've been assured they are likely nothing more than cysts, and that it is nothing to worry over. They've assured us that there is little to stress over when it comes to the possibility of them being cancerous, but they'll run pathology testing anyway. I'm afraid I'm prone to worry anyway, and I'll not be easy about it until the tests confirm that it is nothing to worry over.

Anyhow, that's a bit of what is going on in my world at the moment. I leave Saturday morning, so I may not be around much for a while. This week I must pack, and it will be a bit before we are settled in Ohio. I'll be sure to update when I can, and I'm hoping to add some chapters to my story soon. I've not forgotten it, even if I haven't had the time to write in the past few weeks.

Take Care,
Meg