Crazy legs and my unpacking escapades!

     It is 6 in the morning, and the light is bright out the window...I would say the sun is bright but there is no sun most mornings. I am sure it is somewhere, but not sure where. The past week has been "typical" Juneau weather. In fact, the locals are kinda laughing at us Texans, saying things like, "Yep, welcome to Juneau! This is normal!", and I was great with it for a day or two or four, but now it has just flat out become gross. Mind you, I love this kind of weather, historically, but the bad part is that when it is wet out, my feet and legs decide to defy gravity and I end up sprawled out somewhere not so nice. For whatever wild and crazy reason, my legs and my equilibrium are getting worse. I have taken three tumbles since we got to Juneau, and all of this has happened while there is NO snow on the ground. I do have a walking stick, and I have got to remember to take it with me wherever I go. I can only imagine the fun and games that are going to happen when there is icy snow on the grounds. James cannot carry me around everywhere, even though he thinks he can. (Well, he isn't carrying me, but he insists that I hang on to him, and I guess when I fall, WE both FALL!!! Silly man!
     James and I are still looking for work...which is now getting scary and critical. We have applied everywhere and I mean that. We continue to trust God and know He did not get us this far to not provide a way to take care of ourselves. Please pray for us to find jobs that will help support this precious family of mine.
     The house unpacking is going pretty good. My men have pretty well abandoned me as far as decorating goes, but little do they know, TODAY is the day we hang stuff...whoop!!! They can't hide anymore. I know there are still things missing that are still in the garage, but I guess eventually I will find it all. Some boxes I am unpacking are like Christmas morning boxes...I didn't label things real well, and am sneaky surprised when I find hidden treasures in them. Finally found towels yesterday, and also found my Scentsy goodies...important stuff, both...well, I borrowed a couple of towels from Ryan so we had towels, but the Scentsy stuff was woo-woo exciting....Caleb and James just shake their heads at what I deem important. They have their stuff, and I have MINE, and by golly, I realize it is usually scrapbook stuff and salt and pepper shakers and angels and crosses and dishes and candles and roosters and lamps and quilts and...the list could go on for days. So there, MEN!