Sign? Any sign?

Well the world hasn’t come to an end, and yes I’m still alive even if it is in South Dakota. Though the parents have been joking that I went from one place where they thought I was going to be their indentured slave to really being one. At very least the parents are much better at taking care of their slave. LOL

I still haven’t gotten all what led up to this very sudden last move straight in my head yet, but I don’t think that I’m going to try anymore. God seems to want me somewhere other then Omaha for the moment. No, I have no idea where that is, but I know it’s not Omaha that of course can change but I don’t think it will for awhile. So, now I sit and wait for some direction if I get no answer I will just do the exact opposite of what my instincts tell me too. LOL We all have seen what my instincts have told me to do the last few years!

My dad did get that job in Chadron NE so we have been looking at housing there, and will be taking a trip out there at the beginning of next month. This should prove to be interesting, we all have different ideas about what is a must in a new home. I guess we all got used to them living in this huge house, and now it’s time to cut way back in space. The house that they live in currently is just too big since it’s really just the two of them.

I did go to Sturgis rally, it was fun and relaxing, actually had a lot of time to myself to sort things out in my head. I know it doesn’t really seem like a place to do that, but it just happened to work out that way. I didn’t ride through the needles on the bike but in a truck, which is just as well, it rained on and off they day we went on the poker run anyway. I couldn’t help but think all those on bikes for that trip must have been cold and hurtin’ I know they were after the ride.