Getting Settled

Well, with the Great Box War (mostly) behind us, things are starting to feel like home. Piles of useless junk lurking in corners, the floor needs to be swept, and there is a mountain of laundry threatening to topple over and maim a poor helpless victim. You know, that "homey" feeling that takes most people years of bad habits to create we can synthesize in under a month. Are we good or what?

Now our attention is turning to expanding our empire. We have to find a church, activities for the poor home schooled kids needing "socialization" (or for the home teacher mom needing a break-take your pick!)meet the neighbors (at least the ones who will still talk to us after the garbage fiasco) And of course locate all the best fast food places. Not that we eat such junk...oh who am I kidding, we love the stuff.

This is an area that differs from sunny Florida. Sure we gave up the beach. BUT we gained many dining alternatives. Within a 45 minute drive in FL we had maybe 20 different dining options. Now, well, we are basking in the glory of almost unlimited gluttony.

I do feel bad for the poor people working the drive thru, though. We have become used to the pace of Armpit, FL and now take 20 minutes to order. I'm sure our food is probably being spit on in anger but what can I say? 5 years in the south slowed us down some.

We better start picking up the pace; once the snow flies the last thing we're gonna want is to hang around with the window down for any extra time. Don't worry, we'll be back to speaking midwest soon. Y'all.