On The Move Again

It’s 12:25am Thursday night or Friday morning, whichever you wish. I’m listening to “I Could Sing of Your Love Forever” and banging away at this old computer to meet a self imposed deadline of a Friday post. We have spent the day packing, transporting, and unpacking with the next two days promising to be more of the same. So, I’m thinking when will there ever be a good chance to write something if not now.

We are on the move again. For two homebodies the first forty or so years of our lives, we certainly have thrown caution to the wind. We are in the middle of our third move in as many years, and the future promises to be more of the same. What’s going on here? Isn’t this supposed to be the time of life to settle down, raise the kids, and get them off to a good start in life?

And here are a couple of interesting items:
Did you realize that the United States is playing against Brazil for the Confederation Cup this Sunday? It’s hardly on the sports radar scene in the US, but in Mexico broadcasting Cup games preempts regularly scheduled programming. On Wednesday we beat Spain who is the number one team in the world and finished ahead of Italy who won the last World Cup. Maybe US soccer is on the rise.

What a crazy night it was! I finally got in bed after 1:00am only to be awakened at 5:15 by a horrendous storm. Fearing that our things were getting wet in the carport I dashed across town to check it out. Outrunning the storm I decided to wait before waking anyone up, and Diana wondering what had happened to me called out the search party.