I am not suicidal in the least, but I find it rather suspicious that in the last month I tried to burn my wrist to death. I have an ugly line scar to show for it. Hopefully it will fade soon enough. This morning I took 3 benadryls before church. Do you think my subconscious is trying to tell me something? Anyway, I take 3 pills (prescription for thyroid) every morning and every night. I was quite tired this morning when I woke up to take the pills and get ready for church. I was amazed at my capacity to count out 3 pills.

Jared told the boys about my new calling before school one day. On the drive to school the boys started asking me questions. "Are you going to another country?" "Are you going to another city?" Apparently they were fine with the idea if I was leaving the country.