YAY!

Thank the good Lord, we found a place to live. We should be moving in by the end of the month. It only took two weeks. I have to be honest, I was beginning to lose a little hope. We would get out of bed in the morning and begin scouring newspapers and rental websites and also cruise potential neighborhoods. We ran across alot of places that would suit our needs but they would not allow our pets. And now, what a nice man we seem to have found to rent from. Keep fingers and toes crossed that everything continues to move in this direction. We had placed a deposit for the apartment we were originally going to rent and the owners of that property have yet to refund it! Bad form. Luckily we have enough put away to cover the needed costs but we still need the other back, that was a large chunk of change that we both worked hard for. B works for a law firm and one of the lawyers has offered to help us out. We both hate to go this route but they have had plenty of time to get our money back to us. I noticed while looking through listings that the lady with the crappy property was listing under three different names. Hind-site is 20/20. This just goes to prove that long distance moves are not easy.

I go for the second part of my interview in about an hour. I could potentially be working part-time with Autistic patients on second shift. This would work out wonderfully because I begin my sophmore year of Nursing school in August. I found out at the beginning of this week I have about $400 worth of supplies to get that I don't currently have the money for. Hopefully I can begin working by the end of the month and get the needed funds in time. I had no idea that this could get so expensive. I have also made my first visit to the doctor to get necessary blood work and vaccinations out of the way. I'm about half finished with this process. I think the word pincushion just about covers it. I am looking forward to it though. Only three years to go until I get my BSN! Hard work, work, work...........

Not Enough Coffee

The "no caffeine" headaches are the worst.  But, there is good news.  I may have a job by the end of the week and Jeremy is taking his civil service exam right now in hopes of snagging a job also.  Still no place to live, the search continues.  I'm seriously considering composing a letter to the editor of the local paper about the "no pets" situation.  We have called so many phone numbers and not one allows pets.  Being a RESPONSIBLE pet owner, I have plenty of rants over this situation but I will reserve them at this time.  Most of them are not very polite anyway.  

Another two days has passed and still no sewing machine or patterns.  I'm wondering how long this forced dry spell is going to last.  Hopefully not too much longer.

Confessions of a Pattern Hoarder

I've completely missed one confession and now, I'm totally late on this one.  I do apologize for this but, one does not move four states away very often. 

How bad is my pattern hoarding?  I haven't been able to lay hands on any of my patterns to pacify myself or go looking for new ones at sales.  In one word, WITHDRAWALS.  There comes a point when everyone reaches their limit and can't put a certain thing down.  Sewing and pattern collecting are mine.  I think I even copped a small attitude yesterday when passing a sale I just knew would have been wonderful to stop at and couldn't.  The Bible verse, "and this too shall pass", keeps running through my head.  I wonder how long this will hold me.