Alabama Melting

It’s hot. It feels much hotter in Alabama than it did in Georgia. We’re staying as cool as possible.

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We’re playing

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And we’re surrounded by little pieces of my childhood, including this

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I was 3 and that’s all the hair I had.
Matt’s training is going great in Georgia, but we miss him. He did find out today that employees of his company and their spouses get 50% off Weight Watchers. Just when I thought I was safe, they pull me back in. I’m not even thinking about it right now because I want a break, but maybe I’ll return to it in the future.

Spending time with my parents is interesting. I feel like a teenager all over again. Seeing Quinn spend time with them is priceless. She tries really hard to say Grandaddy, but Ghandi comes out.

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We are still looking for a place to live in Indiana with not much time left at all. We lost out on a house that we were “second choice” for.

I’ve never in my life seen such a competitive rental market. Who knew?
It’s very disheartening and the main source of my stress right now. We just need a safe place to live.

Quinn is napping and after she wakes up, we’re off to “town” for lunch. I kid you not, only 2 cars have passed my mom’s house in the last 30 minutes. I’m way homesick for Atlanta and our old apartment. So much so that I get teary thinking about it. Moving on is hard.

Tomorrow- my thoughts on disordered eating and how parents influence their kids more than they know.
Stay cool, friends!

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