Jul 25, 2009 13:17
Much of my distress, I think, is caused by the "I'm in limbo" feeling--not knowing where we're going to be in a month.
Yesterday we called the bishop of the ward we're most likely to be in and talked for a long time--some about the ward, some about ourselves, but mostly about which are good neighborhoods, which are not-so-good neighborhoods, and which areas you don't want to touch with a 10-foot pole. Following this Zoodada had a long conversation about criteria for choosing a place. We've narrowed things down to half a dozen possibilities. I've made calls to find out more information.
And...I can't wait to finalize something. It would be a huge boost to my psyche.
On a completely unrelated note, today someone is coming by to pick up our chickens. I'm glad they're going to a good home, but I will miss my little girls.
church,
pets