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I know I've not been around this last week. Things started to settle, and then both me and the kids got sick. You would think after all the times I have flown on a plane, that I would know by now that we get sick within a few days. Lucky for us, it was only a mild cold this time. It caused some body aches and a sore throat, but it was more annoying than bad.

On a happy note, Tom had his appointment with the doctor today. The growths in his back and arm were not the fat deposits that he suspected, but they were just your basic, non-malignant cysts. I had pretty much decided it was nothing major, but hearing it was still a relief. It is one more worry I don't need to carry, and, even better, I don't have to spend the next 7 years nagging him to get the looked at and removed. Would you believe that it took me 2 years of dating and 5 years of marriage to finally get him to talk seriously with the doctor. He should be glad they were not something more major. I may have beat him up after crying my eyes out if they were since he really should have gone ages ago;)

Things here are getting better. Garrick has had little or no adjustment time, and Victoria is starting to settle in better. I'm afraid that she will likely be starting to get really comfortable Saturday and Sunday only to have me start work on Monday. I'm really worried over how she is going to react to that. I am praying that it isn't going to be as bad as I'm seeing it in my head. I've no desire to make her unhappy. I hope that being home in the morning some days, and in the evening others will help a little. At least that way she isn't losing Mommy all of the time, or for bed time every night. My son isn't as concerned, but I also don't think he get what is happening. He'll be a bit more upset with me going to work than moving I think.

As for work, I just keep saying it is a good thing. I know I didn't go into tons of details in my last blog, but things couldn't have worked out better. I've only promised to remain on with the company until after Easter. That is only 16 weeks or so. I figure if I continue to put in resumes aggressively, that would be about the time I could be wishing to get hired anyway. Some resumes have been in for over 6 weeks and I've yet to hear back. These are companies that at least send a "Sorry we are pursuing other applicants" message, so I'm sure something will come up. With as slow as corporate America seems to move, I can likely expect to be finishing up the whole interviewing process by then. On a happy note for me:D 50 hours a week on my feet will mean I can take the rest of my baby weight off. I'm thrilled by that thought, so by the time I really start interviewing I will not feel as dumpy as I do now. If there is one great thing about working in a food place, it is the fact that you will get plenty of exercise. All in all, things have worked out perfect. I'm not making as much now as I would have liked, but some money is better than no money. My only worry now is how it will affect our ability to get a home loan.

I hope everyone else is having a good week or two. I'll be on when I can, but I'm also busy prepping for the holiday. This weekend is shopping for Tom's Christmas gift. I've also bought ornaments to make with Garrick as gifts. Sometime soon, I need to get gifts for both my kids, and the other little ones in the family. I'm afraid the adults are just getting an ornament or two and a jar of jelly this year. At least it is raspberry jelly I made myself. The kids and I picked the berries by hand and everything. It may not be much, but tons of love has gone into it.

Take Care,
Meg