I HATE MOVING!!! Once again, we moved this last weekend for the sixth time since we were married over 3 1/2 years ago. It's really making us rethink our plans as far as waiting longer to find a place to settle down. I guess we'll go wherever and whenever opportunities take us, but I'm getting tired of the nomadic lifestyle. I had four guyfriends planning to help me but two had to work, one was really sick, and another had his flight bumped in Las Vegas to another day. So me and the sick friend did what we could, he helped me with the big stuff and then I sent him home cause I felt so bad. I know I could have mentioned something to the ward but there's just something that didn't feel right about asking for help to move twice in six months. So Joni and I worked from 8am to 12:30 am New Years Day, and then I was at it from 8am to 8pm the next day by myself. That sounds like I'm looking for some pity but I think I just sound stupid. Besides, I needed the exercise up and down the stairs since I am about to hit 180. I feel like I have let go of myself physically over the past couple of weeks because I am not in school, I haven't shaved, and I babysit a puppy all day long...at least I'm not watching Days of Our Lives or All my Children.

I actually grew the beard because Joni likes it, and I thought I would be like Rocky during my break when he went to Russia to train and grow a beard...then when I shaved I would magically be in shape. That didn't work too well, so I am just going to shave tomorrow and work out later. I've tried to think of some New Years Resolutions, and since I never do very well after the first week, I have decided I just want to be a better person than I was last year. Sounds pretty simple but that's what I want to do. If I do that every year maybe I'll turn out to be a pretty good person someday.

I don't have much to update besides the move. I go back to school next week, and I have had more than one multiple hour MarioKart party with friends over the last couple of weeks. Joni is working very long hours to prepare for state inspections and she is really stressed about that. The puppy is as cute and troublesome as ever. We are still waiting for winter, its 75 degrees at 10:30 pm and I am sweating. Enjoy your snow all you lucky duck's.

I think I posted this pic once but it IS tacky sweater season, and I am sending subliminal messages to Joel to post his turtleneck party pics soon.