a brief moment of panic, but i’m over it, i think

tin ceiling

I tend to pride myself on being an even-keeled, take-it-as-it-comes, what-will-be-will-be sort of gal. But I have to tell you, I had a brief moment of panic the other day. This whole living in transition thing might just be wearing us all down.  Just look at Marley all sad-faced laying in front of the door to ensure we don’t leave this hotel room without her.  Poor puppy.  :( On the other hand, Mico seems to think the big bed and cool temps are just about perfect.  Ignorance truly is bliss.  ;)