Fresno = Short Lived

Well we lived in Fresno together for a total of two weeks. Johnny was technically working there three weeks but the first week was spent up by the Oregon border on a storm work crew. The day after I found a new OB/GYN, registered at the hospital, confirmed the boys T-ball registration, paid for the first two weeks of preschool, found a pediatrician, attended my new ward's Relief Society dinner, and finished 7 loads of laundry the job ended. We found out Friday morning and were loaded up heading out of town before noon. The joy of living in a travel trailer.

We moved back down to Southern CA so Johnny can complete his mandatory Rubber Gloving class then we hope to be reassigned ASAP in April. For the first time ever I said to myself (and my sister) out loud "I hate living like this." BUT shortly after I reminded myself that the Lord blesses us every day and the hardest things we go through always end up bringing the greatest blessings. So, we are in limbo once more...anyone want to start placing bets on where we will be sent next? You probably have a better idea than I do.