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Sorry for the lack of updates. Though, really, the only complaint I ever get is from Sommer. Who already gets regular updates from me as it is :)

The last few months have been draining. I still love my job, and I still love the kids. But I have been exhausted and moody and that just does not make teaching very easy. My kids are funny and cute and often very sweet, but they are also incredibly demanding. And when I am exhausted and moody, I am not very patient with demanding kids. But, tomorrow is my last day with them. It will be bittersweet to see them go.

I also have an extra job grading papers for a community college professor. It is added work, but has been such a blessing financially. We were making ends meet, but barely, and this extra money helps me breathe a little easier. And nag Tom a little less.

I also am going to be teaching summer school, which means I will get a paycheck this summer. We are on a 10 month salary, and I was terrified about not getting work for the summer. Since I make about 90% of our income, and our cost of living is incredibly expensive here, two months without work would pretty much drain our savings account. But, I will be able to teach chemistry this summer, PLUS, I've been asked to teach an online Algebra II course... which means I will actually be making more this summer than during the year. It is amazing how the Lord provides.

Tom is doing fantastic in school, making A's on all his papers, getting A's in Greek!! and just all around impressing the hell out of me with how hard he is working. And Fuller has been so worth it so far... when we are paying so much to be out here, it really helps to know that we could not have found a better fit for us in a seminary. I was able to audit a class with Tom last quarter, and hopefully I can do the same this summer. That, in addition to editing all of his papers, helps me feel more connected to his journey at Fuller, and makes for good discussions between the two of us.

Our dogs are perfect, as always. Gracie gets sweeter every day and Riley is just perfect, adorable Riley. They fills every day with so much joy and laughter. I don't know what we would do without them!

So, we are doing well, for the most part. Tired, homesick, stressed, all of that stuff. But still very, very blessed and enjoying our journey out West :)

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