I'm reeeeal tight with Elmo...I'm the Cookie Monster. I'm actually just about kissing cousins with the Cookie Monster and Oscar the Grouch. I should be the Exercise Queen, but I'm having an identity crisis, so deal!

I have no idea where I'm going to live in 3 months. I could live about anywhere and I just don't happen to know where that is.

As a result, I have no idea what I will be doing in a year's time and if you know me at all, you know I like a PLAN. Not being able to plan anything is completely terrifying.

Yesterday, my boss offered Mike a job, if he wants it. I found a job that he could be classed into that would pay him about $50K. If we added that to my $15K of working half-time, our debts would be paid off in record time, because if Mike worked here full-time, I could request a 50% reduction in hours and go to school. But then we'd have to deal with Mike's father coming up for probation in December and potentially being released a 20 minute drive from where we live with our two kids.

Yeah, scary.

We are trying desperately to find anything at all out of state. It's such a pain in the butt, but we're trying.

I simply don't like not having a plan. Instead, we are simply contingency planning. "Hey, if you get a job in XXX, we can do XXX, and I know XXX who lives there."

Scary.