So my wife and I were crashing on her mother's floor for a total of 2 months. GAH! Her mom is great, her family is great, but there is just something about sleeping on your mother-in-law's floor that gets to you after a while. I dunno, I think it might be the lack of privacy... Some of you may already realize that there are certain things a married couple come to accept as a normal part of their relationship that go out the window with the privacy.

So now we are about 70% of the way settled into our new apartment and can sleep soundly again.

Working as a computer tech is going nicely, been with "The Computer Factory" in San Marcos for 10 months now, will be a year at the end of jan.

So I make a promise to anyone who cares or reads this, and mostly to myself considering that I am 21 and my memory is going, that I will start using this to chronicle the major events again! Not that I ever really did in the first place... hmm.

EDIT/PS:
Dont you love those mornings when you are so tired the night before that you crash at the ungodly early hour of 8:30 and your wife stays up, then when you normally go to bed at midnight she cant sleep so she gets back up and stays awake till 4 and then crawls into bed, wakes you up to kiss her good night, and suddenly you are wide awake after almost 8 hours of sleep. So there I sit, 4 in the morning, unable to do anything for fear of waking my beloved.

Still took me two hours to think to check my dA. Lol