We want to move. We’ve wanted to for awhile now, even before all the neighbour drama started. Our current house is a 3 bedroom, 1300 square foot end unit row townhouse with a shoebox for a yard. The boys have to share a room and we have no place for guests. What we want is roomy detached home with 4+ bedrooms and a yard. We’d prefer a new build so we can pick what we want.

We all carry some stress, we’re human. Sometimes it’s big, sometimes not so much. What does make us different from each other is how we deal with it. Some people keep it in, some write in diaries and others go for a run or something.

I complain. I know, it probably makes me look whiny to people or that I hate my life or something but it’s not the case. But for me it works. I say my peace then let it go. It’s like going to therapy but less expensive.

The hubby took the week off work. We didn’t go away or even plan anything special but what we did to was spend it together. We took walks, played at the park, went bowling and enjoyed the spring weather.

Our wireless router dies over the weekend. We haven’t replaced it yet but notice I’m still online?

People, ALWAYS secure your network. If you don’t people like me will steal your bandwidth.

Recently I asked for prayers about sweet Taylor. Unfortunately the news is grim. Her brain has deteriorated to the point where she will not be able to sustain life for much longer.

So sad, it is unimaginable to me what her parents must be feeling. I still ask for prayers. Her parents would at very least like to see some sign of life, say a smile, before she goes.