It's the pre-Fourth of July show...

We finished clearing out the storage unit and I went through quite a few boxes.

I found more clothes and even brand new winter shirts I left in Snowflake, but no jewelry.

I wish I could get that rock crystal necklace back for Tori someday.

I highly doubt she'll ever want to wear my crystal headpiece with her veil.

Knowing Tori, she's far more likely to elope than have a big wedding anyway, but time has a way of changing things so it remains to be seen.

This is Tori in my dress from Junior Prom. For being a tomboy, she sure loves this dress a lot.

Her mind is still blown that I let her play dress up in a dress that was almost $400.00 on sale.

Why would I not? It seems there is no joy in my possessions if I do not share them with those I love the most. Besides, what on earth am I going do with a size 6 dress that's been cut down to a size 3?

It looks good on her and makes her happy. Maybe we can get the zipper replaced if she wants to wear it to a formal dance like prom some day...

Today I had Sarah. We talked quite a bit about my life before I got so sick that I had to take a year of sabbatical from IRS.

I had found my scrapbook in the boxes from the storage unit.

I spent a lot of time traveling and exploring as a single...with friends, of course.

I've done so many things at this point, that I forgot some of it until the pictures remind me.

I also found all my old film which still needs developed.

I need to find someone to develop it that won't print the pics if the film is bad.

I can't even begin to tell you what is on those rolls. The only thing I remember is pics from Maui.

We also talked about that tax specialist job up in Ogden. GS-8-2 pays 48,750.00/annum including locality pay.

It is really tempting, but it would surely destroy my family...and Matt couldn't handle being the primary caregiver for the kids. It just wouldn't work.

I wish I could find an easier solution.

Matt has been dizzy a lot lately. Every time we talk on the phone when I am running errands or on appointments, he needs me to come home a relieve him because his body is struggling.

I'm not really sure what to do. These changes may never go away.

I pray about it a lot. I guess that is most of what I can do right now, other than finding time to call the returning student center at the U.

Maybe I can find the time tomorrow? We'll see how things go.