The one where Lindsay begins to think she actually might avoid a mental break down

Allrighty. I keep reminding myself that recruiting season is alllllllllmost over. Really. Just one more day to go. And about damn time, too. I haven't caught up with any of you in, well, forever, my house is a mess, there's no food in the fridge, I've done nary a shred school of schoolwork in weeks, and I haven't spent more than four days in the office all last month. Ah, well. If whatever doesn't kill us makes us stronger I'm going to be one hearty soul next week.

I'll be back in a couple of days to begin picking up the pieces of this-a-here journal, but suffice it to say that I'm absolutely heart broken that Keely and Xan and the kids are moving away in less than a week. *sigh* I went over on Friday evening after I finished driving home from San Luis Obispo and seeing everything get packed up into boxes was sad. Kansas is a darn far off place. :(

BTW - Keely, B actually said maybe about taking Amelia. I told him he needed to make a decision by Thursday morning at the latest. Turns out I can't come by after work on Thursday because that's the day the partners in his company are taking us out to dinner. What about Wednesday evening? Will that work? Need me to bring any packing tape or anything? I bet I could rustle up some boxes, even... Just let me know.

And the one where Lindsay slaps herself on the forehead for forgetting to say...

... that a couple of weeks ago we found out that Bryan passed his oral exam for his Architectural license! After eight years in the field he's officially an Architect. I'm so proud of that fella of mine. :D