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Wow, it sure has been a long time since I have been able to update. I will try to hit the highlights of the last week, but I am not feeling that well so if I forget something, I'm sorry. :) I overstretched my back or something yesterday when I picked up one of our kids (the smallest one, I will say) and my lower back has hurt pretty bad since then. Today it doesn't feel as bad as yesterday but I still have limited mobility. I had Karl dig into it yesterday and that helped quite a bit and I put heat on it and it has helped some, however I don't want to lay long enough for it to do any good.

So, moving on to last week. :) Wednesday was Jim's birthday so we went out to Mertzon and had dinner and played poker. I lost 4 times, I think. I'm not totally sure, I lost count because Shirley kept giving me part of her chips and then I would lose them within a few hands. It was a lot of fun, though.

Earlier that day I had my first interview for a teaching job at TLC Academy, a local charter school, that just last year was a private school. Needless to say, they are making a lot of changes to their school which is oh so exciting. I was told that I would hear something by the end of the week, so I waited anxiously, looking up all that I could about TLC. I felt that since we had waited so long that this must be my opportunity. Then I waited.

Friday, we went up to Shannon and spent a couple hours with Sharon and Steph, where we talked about a lot of things, as always. :)

Saturday, we didn't do much of anything until we got a call from Nat to help him move. So, at 8:30 pm we took our car out to Mertzon and helped load up Nat's trailer and we headed out to San Angelo to their new home. We were there for a pretty long time and we were able to go home at around 1:30 am. :) Then Sunday we went back to their house and helped unpack more and more and had a hilarious adventure at Lowe's where I learned that one day when we have a home of our home, we will definitely need a Lowe's card and a Sear's card. :) That's not why it is was hilarious but I will save that post for Mara, which she will hopefully mention when she is able to post. :)

Then Monday, I got stuff ready for Amanda's return to our house, and then waited for the mail so that I could hear something about TLC, but I received nothing. So I called TLC.

I did not get the job at TLC, however she really liked me and wants me to be apart of their team. They are in the process of trying to add additional positions. So I will be checking in every so often and hope to have a job, still.

Yesterday, I went to MDO and hurt my back early that morning so I have been in pain since then. That afternoon, I stopped by the Library real quick and got a few books for us. Then I came home and put heat on my back.

Other than that, that is basically all that is "exciting" in our lives. Oh, I forgot. Karl got a call yesterday about the position he applied for, about setting up an interview. However, Karl hasn't been able to get ahold of them yet so we will see. Please keep us in your prayers.

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