Decisions, decisions….

So, guess what may be happening?

We might be going back to Fayetteville.

Shocking, I know.

I won’t bore y’all with all of the details, but one thing I do like about their police department? The schedule. They work 12 hour shifts, but they also work 3 days on, 4 days off, 4 days on, 3 days off, and then repeat. Plus, we’re both already pretty familiar with the area, obviously. That’s always a good thing – learning your way around a new place is always a little frustrating.

The only thing either of us truly disliked about Fayetteville was the way people drive, but you’re going to encounter stupid drivers anywhere you go.

So, it’s something he’s looking into. Nothing’s set in stone yet, obviously. But it’s looking to be one of the more viable options.

Other than that….not a whole heck of a lot going on here. Noah was kicking me like crazy all weekend…..hard enough to where it actually kind of hurt sometimes. I swear he’s trying to just kick his way right out through my stomach. He just needs to hold his horses for at least 7 more weeks.

My mom may have to make a trip to Iowa soon. She’s thinking about putting my grandma in a nursing home. Grandma doesn’t really have anyone to help take care of her, except for my Uncle Paul, but seeing as how Uncle Paul is a truck driver, he’s not always around when Grandma might need something. And her health just keeps getting worse and worse. She’s actually having carpal tunnel surgery today. And from what Mom was telling me last night, Grandma may be developing Alzheimer’s.

Anyway, I need some food. There’s a box of frozen waffles downstairs calling my name.

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