I think I can, I think I can, I think I can...

So my time at the front desk seems to be drawing to a close.

Thank the good sweet Lord Jesus.

I've written about 3 emails to my GM in the past few days that I've saved and won't send. But they make me feel better. I'm just furious with the way I've been treated. To a degree, I understand that I've been acting very entitled, and yet half of me feels justified in that entitlement. So I have to be careful that I don't assume everyone else feels as bad for me as I do. And that's what those emails have been about.

Needless to say, Sarah and I are still very up in the air about what the future holds, but we will see.

Keep us in your prayers and thoughts.

We love ya!