post-moving update

So, I’m all moved in and things are goosd so far. Me and Margaret (Karen’s mom) are trading days on cooking dinner. I’m happy, she’s happy, Karen’s happy. What more can you ask for? ONe more mouth to feed, but also one more income to help out. Plus, I think Margaret was missing the mothering, since both her daughters were spending more time out than at home of late. She stole my dirty laundry and washed it for me yesterday. I appreciate the thought, but at the same time I’m trying to be as little of a burden as possible.

The van is mine, and working great. The job hunt is on, and hopefully something will come up soon.

My job still sucks.

I’m happy.

The end.