Reports of my demise have been greatly exaggerated.
We are alive and well here in Harrisonburg, VA. We arrived on the 1st and have been in various stages of unpacking and getting lost in the surrounding area. My office is.. frankly buried under boxes and boxes of everything from electrical cords and old modems to blankets and clothing.
Things are, however, beginning to take on some small form of normalcy.
We're pretty much broke already.. so we've slipped back into that uncomfortable 'full-time student' mode without really missing much of a beat. Only difference is we've added 3 kids since the last time either one of us were full-time students.
I've been swamped, it seems, with little repairs on the house. It seems there wasn't much done in the way of cleaning before we moved in.. my wife has already painted one room, and has designs on at least 2 others.. assuming we can afford paint again anytime soon.
She has also cleaned the carpets in 2 rooms, and the difference is scarily obvious. The house we live in is older.. but not without some charm. Our backyard is tremendous, and the location is honestly unbeatable. The house just needs to be scrubbed from top to bottom and hung out to dry. :(
Yet another reason why moving just sucks.. =P
On the positive side.. after weeks of feeling burnt out on writing, the desire is taking hold again.. and I've had a new storyline come into focus.. giving me 2 different complete storylines I've got rattling around in my head that need to get down on paper.
Now.. to find the time. lol