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Picture this – it’s Sunday night. I’ve taken a shower, have on my jammies, and am sipping on some caramel tea. I sit down to blog. My first paragraph talks about our weekend. Then I get off on a tangent and write oodles about life and what’s going on in our heads right now, how we’re trying to figure out how to really “live” life and not let it go by. Then, and I’m sure you know where I’m going with this – just as soon as I am ready to post…I get knocked off-line. I sit there. I stare at the screen for a few minutes. I feel mad, but I know that there’s nothing I can do about it. I then figure there must be a *reason* for this to happen – some kind of almighty intervention. I have my theories as to why it didn’t post, but whatever, the blogging gods didn’t want that entry on my blog. So, I am trying again today. I’m not blogging about life and purposes and things like that. I thought I’d keep it light till I’m sure the blogging gods are ready to hear from me.

Our weekend was good. We actually have one more weekend free till school is out in May. Is that unreal? We’ve got to get new jobs. This place is slowly killing us and our spirits. There are 52 weeks in a year, and during a 16 week semester we have had 3 weekends free. That’s just not right. No amount of money is worth that. We fantasize about a life where we can eat dinner together and not have to work so much. Is there really such a place? We’re gonna find it!

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