So my apartment is virtually without furniture. I still can’t breathe. And I may be days away from being a college professor. My life is weird.

1) Randy, Rick and Shelby from church came with a big truck and took much of my stuff to storage. They came early enough but I was so zonkered I could hardly think. I was ready then to go to bed for the evening. But it wasn’t as bad. They were strong and got it moved. There is a lot left because we didn’t have room, but Randy even offered to come back and help with that. Then we came back here and they loaded up the rest of the stuff that David, the renter, isn’t buying and filled the truck again and left. So I am sitting on the floor writing this.
2) This flu is evil. I have the icky awful cough and I think my cough syrup is bogus! I feel lousy. I really do. It is like I told Terry tonight—If I could just be healthy I think I could handle all this better. Right now I am so physically weak that it overwhelms me.
3) Mindy, from the college, called today. Long story but by week’s end I should have an offer for the full time temporary position which is likely to turn permanent. She said they really liked me. The first position went to the one already teaching there—standard—but this position is amazing because it is half English and half JOURNALISM! Indeed I may get to do a college newspaper. There are a lot of ifs—everything from preliminary temporary approval this week to graduate hours and final positions after that, but it looks positive. This possibility opens a lot of questions about where I will live and what I will do in regards to church, All I have to say to that is God can show me because I am clueless. But one definite problem I could have is that I cannot sign a one year lease. If the plans don’t pan out and I have to move on I could be in a lease nightmare again. And finding 6 month leases is harder so that is going to take some work in itself—I wish I could rent a room, a friend of a friend kind of thing until I knew. That would be prefect but I don’t know a soul who could do that. Housing could be a real beast of an issue actually because I cannot in good conscience sign a lease over 6 months and in East Texas they want a year! Yup. Lots of prayer. But for now I must sleep. It is only 8:30 but I am hacking up both lungs and feel so bad I can’t stay awake. Terry commented that I must be excited. I said I felt too bad to process it. That is true. It is exciting but I am so overwhelmed with being sick and all I have to do that I am not even on that planet. I need to be better!!!!