So we’ve decided on another move. Now let’s see if we ever reach our destination. I feel like my life is littered with a ton of these false starts. And each of these failures leave me a bit more jaded in the end. It’s a wonder I’m not a jagged pointy edge by now, although I think the The Hubby may interject here with a wordy counter argument. He’d say I’m nothing but prickly edges at such a tender young age. Sigh.