That's how many we have left. Two. After that, we're sold out. Crazy, huh? I know. I couldn't believe it, either. But that's how many. Two. Dos. Wild.
Mike is still unemployed. He reached his breaking point today. Bad things.. not a happy house right now. He's starting to really stress out about this. He's not a man who handles being "taken care of" very well. The calls and emails are still coming in from my friends, the blog readers, with suggestions of places to send resumes, connections for him to utilize, and other thoughtful tidbits. Thank you - sincerely, truly, thank you.
We're chilling. Dealing with things as they come. Holding down the fort. Wondering if I can come up with any other cheesey metaphors to describe our current situation.
Nope. I'm tapped. Off to clean the dining room, so that there may be some glimmer of happiness when he comes home. Poor guy.
Pardon me for not blogging as much lately. I really try not to unless there's good news to be had, and right now, there just isn't a whole lot. We're healthy, though, right?
Have a great weekend. :)
2 comments:
one day at a time, rolling with the punches, let tomorrow worry about itself. That's all I got.
I bet Zion is diggin all this time with his Daddy.
How exciting! Down to just 2 kits?!
I just know something awesome has got to be waiting for Mike. I know it's stressful going through the waiting, but it will be all worth it. And like Vera said, I'm sure Zion is totally loving all the extra time with his Daddy.
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