I used to tell myself that someday I would once again live in a real house with adequate space and normal, modern features. But then I stopped believing. Either way, I can’t stop thinking of Florida and wishing we could live there! I wish I could get any thoughts of it out of my mind, but once I saw it’s to rain and drop to 55º this Saturday, it’s kind of easier said than done. It’s safer and easier to stay put no matter what the economy. Besides, we have a lifelong financial curse on us, so it doesn’t matter where we are. If we’re destined to be poor, we’ll be poor no matter where we are. I still wish I could get Florida off my mind, though, and I know that if we do get any pension money we should use it to live on, not throw away on toy trailers and moving.

Tom has been reorganizing the shed and making a little makeshift office in there using one of his old computers. This way he can be outside and give me more space while he works on other projects he’s always enjoyed doing without making a mess inside the place.

I’m hoping to hear from Nane today, but as busy as she is I don’t expect to. You just can’t make someone make more time for you, busy or not.

Been getting up at 5am for days now. I could get used to this. But I know that as always it’s just a matter of time before my schedule pushes forward.