One moving hurdle mounted. It assures me my new home in Texas will have furniture. Thank God.

I love my Aunt Jiggers.

The apartment hurdles looms. Dennis left a message today. Someone at least filled out an application—that is good because it costs $30 to do that so you don’t unless you are truly interested. But until there is money, it is my white elephant.

I had my lowest day yet today. I actually even emailed Darrell and just told him to pray for me throughout the day. I never do that, but I didn’t care what anyone thought. He wrote me back a kind letter this afternoon. He is a good guy.

But I am glad I stayed home from church because John called me at 7 sharp (that is a pun on his name!—and actually it was a couple minutes after). He always calls on a Wednesday which must be a regular night he is off. But I was glad to talk to him. That is the only connection I feel to anything family like. We don’t really know each other but it still is nice.

I got a lot of boxes at work. They will box my books nicely. Terry is helping me pack Friday night. Randy from church came over last night and agreed to buy my computer desk and chair, said he probably would know someone who wanted the couch and loveseat and would take everything else and either give it away or keep it for people who needed it.

If only things were more certain. It is only weeks away, but I still feel so far from home.