Yesterday, unremembered by me, was a four-year anniversary. I've lived here in Missouri since December 15, 1993. I overheard Mom talking on the phone last night to one of her friends, telling her that we were both happy here. I wonder if she's just saying that, or if that's what she really thinks? I may not be the world's most outgoing, have-to-always-be-on-the-go type person, but I like having something more to do in town than go to Wal Mart or the movie!

I hope that by this time next year, I'll have a tenative date as to when I get out of here. I think five years in the middle of nowhere should be quite enough, thank you very much. I still wish that we had been able to move to Columbia instead of here, but I know we couldn't have afforded it at the time (and I'm not sure we could even now!) and so there's no use crying over it. I might have been happier, but I wouldn't be where I am today.

Jevim did finally decide on the UPS and a game (I suggested he buy something "fun" with the leftover after the UPS purchase), but he was left feeling unhappy this evening because he had to tell his dad he couldn't move until after next Monday (when he'll get paid) because he doesn't have the money right now to pay for the Ryder truck. (He didn't tell his dad he didn't have the money, for fear of him getting angry, just that he found out he could work another 3 days before Christmas).

This way he will be able to be online for Christmas, so that will be nicer for us. He wants his family to come up there, but I don't know how that is going to work out. I just hope his dad doesn't get too upset when he finds out Jevim didn't put any money away for savings like he'd said he was going to.

The Tad Williams book I'm reading, Otherworld, is interesting; it's not his typical fantasy novel, and in fact the category on the spine is simply fiction, rather than fantasy or SF as is DAW's typical publication (at least as much as I am familiar with). I'm only a short way into it, but I think I will probably finish it within a week or so. That is, if I ever hop off IRC and climb into bed to read some more; it's after midnight and I meant to go read at 11. That's what I get for hopping offline. Okay, here I go... One, two, three.... *splash*