this week was tough. i was supposed to get an answer from the school but i didn't. we found a house for rent that we really liked and the owner was nowhere to be found. i got my period. i got really bad headaches. K suddenly remember that he's two now, so he has to hacerle honor a los terrible two and drive me crazy. it was a tough week. but finally yesterday we got the house! (we have to wait until they finish painting it on monday) and i detached myself from the idea of working at that place and i know now that if it doesn't happen, something better is in store for me. i'm still anxious to make a home and get into a routine of sorts. i wasn't like that when i was younger, i could live out of a suitcase for months and not care about it. i could crash someone's couch/house/apartment and be ok with it. but now it's me and 2 other people. we need space. we make a lot of noise. we take up a lot of room. and our hosts have been nothing but generous, and loving, and patient and they love our little situation (k). we are so thankful. but it's so nice that soon we'll have a little space of our own. i can't wait to get to know the neighborhood. and decorate k's room (he's going to have his own room for the first time in his life). and go to the feria on sundays and get tons of fruits and veggies so that my husband can make us delicious meals.