Sorry I haven’t been updating lately. A couple of things have come up. One is, I think I am fighting something off. I have been sleeping in every morning until 4:30 or quarter to five. I barely have time to read blogs and answer e-mail. Of course that isn’t real hard, as the bulk of e-mail I get is from Carter or my brother. Second is that I have rediscovered how much I like playing Civilization III! On my old computer it locked up all the time and the screen wasn’t real clear and it was more frustrating than anything. Now I remember how much fun it is to rule the world, but in so doing I have been neglecting my writing somewhat.
Christmas Shopping Hint: Civilization IV is coming out!
Not very subtle? Oh, I gave up on subtle a long time ago. Civilization is one of the greatest strategy games ever.
Yesterday we went to look at apartments with Elizabeth. They have been staying with Troy’s grandparents, but now it is time to move on. The third place we looked was within easy walking distance (less than 1/2 mile) of Troy’s job and 3 or 4 city bus routes. They have been warned by some well-meaning souls that they will never make it and will fall flat on their faces. I don’t think that will happen. Troy works very hard at his job 40+ hours a week and is a full-time college student as well and has been doing this for a while. I think they will do just fine.
The apartment is a nice one bedroom and relatively inexpensive. They have been saving money and carefully budgeting and will do well if they keep on as they have been. I have to say that I am very proud of what Troy has accomplished in a short time and I am not worried about them failing as much as them being so successful that it will go to their head.
Why do people make such dire predictions? Is it sort of an anti-motivation thing like “Staircase365” mentioned? That’s the only thing I can think. Some people take it as a personal challenge when you say you don’t think they can do a thing. They said Margaret and I wouldn’t last 2 weeks and it has been 25 years (This is where Margaret can do the old joke,
“Margaret: We’ve been happily married for 20 years.
Herb: Um, dear, we’ve been married for 25 years.
Margaret: Well, some of them years weren’t all that great.”
And rightly so, because that’s the kind of guy I am and she knows it. Borrowing that ten bucks for our marriage license was the smartest thing I ever did. And I’ll pay her back someday, too.
Remember, The Good Book says, Whoso findeth a wife findeth a good thing, and obtaineth favour of the LORD.
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