Shores

If the world was mine, each home would have a shore, to sail to and from.

A Port busy with the coming and goings of families and friends. Friendships new and loves old as the world.

Each treasure that passes never forgotten nor neglected.

An ever expanding web of Love and care.

Each its own to come and go, but always to return someday triumphant in glory to share the adventure.

Never staying away until hearts break but always returning to warm them.

Stories of battles won, and stories of battles lost, but wounds heal at the port so another voyage can begin.

We go from one port to another all connecting old and new.

New ports and homes to go and come from until they are old, and full of tales.

Can your Dad come out and play?

 We have made some new friends. Across the way is a young family having a boy Lars's age, and even in his own class. Lars invited himself to be friends and the next thing you know Becca and Lars go play there often. Just this week I thought it would be fun to play catch with them, so I grabbed my mitt and joined the bunch. Today after work there came a knock at the back door. It was Sebastian Lars's friend from across the street. Can Rebbecca and her Dad come out and play? he asked. Wow I felt wanted.

Jens Yard

Jens has a back yard which he has clammed as his own. He spends much of his days out in the back yard. He has fun on the slide left by the previous owners. He also loves to dig in the dirt. He has found every little thing there is to find. Jens also likes to go to the wood fence and work the neighbors three dogs into a frenzy. This past week was one of good weather. It allowed Jens to start a tan. If you look close at our roof you can see the bundles of shingles. Marv the roofer took advantage of the good days to put a new roof on our house.

Yyesterday was a warm morning and as the day progressed a cold wind came in. I kept looking around to see if there were any dead people. Ya know like the movie. And as the sun went down the flakes of snow began to fall. We went from sixty something to thirty something in a few hours.

We had been using the grill but as you can see we won't use it tonight. 

Jens chose not to play outside today.

Ya know how you pray for things and they seem to be just okay? Then you look back with a better view and then you think wow that worked out to well. This is how I feel now that my family and I are in the same house again after 7 weeks of a long distance relationship. As I was traveling between Grover and Sheridan, the roads were always in good condition. Even the day of the big move we had bare roads all the way on the 515 mile trip. The photo shows the Monday after we arrived, and were all unloaded. There has been snow on the ground, and roads sense. We started this whole move thing whale I still had work in Grover. My former boss told me as we were leaving things for him had slowed and what good timing I had for moving to a area with more work. Although there is more work here Jackson electric were I work has seen a slow down as well. Our hours are down from 50 hours a week to 40 hours a week. This has allowed me to get my family settled and spend some time with them. If we had moved latter in the spring or summer I am afraid that my work hours would not let us have this time to get things set.

This past week has given us a bit of snow, making us feel more at home, depressed but more like the valley we left. Ya know as we were leaving Star Valley I felt a bit like Laman and Lemuel mite have felt leaving Jerusalem. I liked it here, I have Friends, I like the stuff I have here, I like my house, now tell me again why I am ding this. Maybe some day I will look back on all this and say, what a genius I was to make this move.

There and back again

Well, the journey through the wilderness for our family has begun. I made the solitary trek from Grover to Sheridan two weeks ago. The road was long and full of anticipation. Anxiety fueled me through the first week. Jackson Electric is a real mans job. There has been little orientation, it's a learn as you go job. For instance, the truck they gave me (see picture above) was low on gas. I asked the apprentice,"where do I go to get gas?" The Holiday station or the Coop he answered. I chose the Holiday (better goodies). So I pump the gas into my ford 3/4 ton with a v-10 Triton, and go in to charge the fuel. The gal at the counter (assistant manager) looked at me like I was green. I was handed a phone and had to call Alecia (the Secretary whose name I get wrong every time) for help. You need a card for that, she said, do I have one? no. The shop Foreman thought that was so funny. 

The work I have done so far has been right up my ally, and I worry less about being able to hang in there. 

I was given Monday off work so I could could make the Marathon home to sign papers on our Grover house and pick up a load of stuff to move back. Well its late and I have an early wake up so bye for now.