Dear Diary,
I got us one step closer to moving home yesterday. Phone interviews are the worst, but I suppose it went well enough. I'm worried I won't get an offer. I'm worried that I will get an offer. A couple of years ago I vowed that I would never be the one to uproot our family again. Reality may prove otherwise. I don't know what to hope for at the moment.
In other news, I read 'Marley and Me' last night. The whole book in one sitting. I sobbed like a baby and proceeded to lay in bed petting Lu for hours. Silly dogs. They hold our hearts captive. Moving home is a promise we made to Lu when we first moved South. She's a northern girl, just like her mama.
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