I'm still alive!

Sorry, I haven't posted in a while. Life has just been a little too crazy lately that all I want to do at the end of each day is just veg out. I'm not, but that's what it feels like. I have some really great news, though ... after two months of trying to negotiate the absolutely insane housing market and 11 offers, I finally, finally had an offer accepted. I know that was totally a God thing. I wasn't the highest offer, but I was the first one. It's a short sale and the bank won't even start the approval process until the house has been on the market for 60 days. In fact, I can't even go in until October 1st. So why am I excited you might be wondering? Because I have been shot down time and time again on my offers being outbid by investors or people with all cash. This feels like something special. I'm still putting in other offers and will keep doing my work until I go into escrow with somebody. In the meantime, my apartment lease is expiring at the beginning of October and they're raising my rent again (shock and dismay). So I'm going to move to a place on a month to month basis until the house comes through, probably 5-6 months or so. I'm cool with that because I'll be saving at least $500 per month in rent. Totally worth it to me.

I have gone back to work and the kids are back as well. This has been a real challenge and they've only been back for two days. We have far less staff to do the same work, if not more. On top of that, all of the unions voted for a salary reduction to save jobs. I do have to say, though, the people who are left, at least the ones I work with, have such good attitudes and are keeping as positive as possible. You know, that's all we can really do right now. My college classes start tomorrow. I'm only taking two classes, but on top of working full-time, it's going to be a challenge.

Things are going really well on the diabetes/insulin front. I do have a spot on my tummy where it looks like someone took a good punch to me, though. I think I injected wrong on that one particular spot. I notice the difference, though. I feel like I'm not so zapped of energy and I'm also not scared of what the meter is going to say in terms of my blood sugar. As an example, the other day my readings were no higher than 130 at any point in the day, and that was on the high end. Before, my reading would have been near 300 or even over it. I start physical therapy soon on my knee, so I'm just trying to pace myself with everything.

Yes, I have got a whole lot going on right now. It's exhausting just thinking about it. But I'm here, I'm abstinent and I'm grateful to God for the blessings He showers me with.