Living out of a bedroom is the pits. We can't even move furniture back into other rooms until the floor is done. Sharing a bathroom with a teenager is fun (not). Seems like we all have to go at the same time. When John and I first met we were below poverty level. We have come a long way and have much to be thankful for. I am thankful all of my house did not flood. We still have a roof and family who is supporting us. Well they haven't exactly been bringing us food or clean cloths but I can tell they care. I scrubbed caulk off the tile and mopped at least a dozen times over the weekend. I need time to enjoy a hobby and relax it's good for the soul. ttfn-Alli
