Update

OK. I know. I owe you all a major update. I think once I tell you what's been happening you'll forgive my shameful lack of posting.

First, we are back in Denver! Kent finished school at the end of May and we decided that it was in our best financial interest to move back to Colorado as soon as possible. We knew that he wouldn't be able to get a job as a respiratory therapist until September but he was able to go back to his old job full-time. So we packed up a few things and said good-bye to San Antonio. Kent then had to fly back at the end of June and supervise the movers who packed us up. I'd like to add here that having other people move you is totally the way to go if you can afford it.

While we waited for our renter to leave our apartment (and for our household goods to arrive) we stayed with my parents. In part this is because we didn't really torment them enough last year when we lived with them. We are, in fact, still staying there through this weekend. Our stuff arrived last Sunday but um...unpacking is difficult. I get things out of boxes and then stare hopelessly at the piles of stuff everywhere. Making the initial decision about where things should live is so challenging that ultimately I have to sit down and read a magazine until the crisis passes. Clearly this is not an effective way to get things done.

Earlier in the week, sensing my despair, my mom took pity on me and came over to help me sort things out. This was major because intially she refused to help. Her rationale was that I wouldn't learn unless forced to do it myself. Also because she's very busy with her own life. (I guess no one told her that when she had kids they would be the priority forever. Sheesh.) Once she was there things got moving and progress was made.

We have another big thing happening in our life that we just found out about (withhold your cheers...I'm not pregnant). Kent is being deployed in November. We knew this was quite likely, as his unit is deployable every three years and this is year three. He's being deployed to...SAN ANTONIO. Yup kids, you read that right. Six weeks after we leave we find out he's going back in November. Now I know that really that isn't too bad. He's nearby and not in a warzone. But seriously. If we'd found out six weeks ago we'd have just stayed down there. As it is I'll probably stay here and he'll go down and fly home a few times a month. Not ideal but as I said, things could be much worse.

So there you have it! Now that I'm caught up I'll be back on a much more regular basis.