Spring is ....not quite sprung.

It's April. Yay. It's the time of the year when the weather goes whacky, colds are inevitable, and spring cleaning is afoot. Sort of. We've completed our move and Gerry is back to work at his new unit. We accomplished this with no small amount of trepidation, but for the most part, it all worked out dandy.

My daughter and her boyfriend has moved in with us. That part is not so dandy. Her former boss, also my former boss, royally screwed her over, and probably laughed and rubbed his hands together while he did it. I won't go into ugly details here, but suffice it to say that if we had not ended up with a timely tax refund, they'd be living on the streets of Ruidoso with all of their crap stuffed into a suitcase and a laundry bag. I am not a happy camper, and given that the owners of the former place of employment subscribe to the religion of their homeland, I am sure that karma will revisit them and heap all the harshness on their heads that they deserve.

Onward to other happenings. My diet is going well, still low-carbing, and successfully I might add. I went to the doctor and had blood work done at the six month point, and all of my results came back normal. Blood sugar, cholesterol, the whole shebang. I've also lost about 25 pounds, but this seems inconsequential in comparison to getting my diabetes under control without medication.

I've spent some quality time with my friend, who is also my former supervisor from the evil empire that is Best Western. If nothing else good came from my year with those clowns, and nothing else did, I came away from the experience with a good friend. Fate sent her to Washington about six months ahead of me, and she lives about 5 minutes away, so we get together as often as we can. It's good to have a relationship outside of the internet friends I have, and I have a few of those too. Particularly one couple who lives a couple of hours away that we'll drive down to see this coming weekend. Another couple lives an hour in the other direction that I hope we'll see again soon as well.

All in all, I have a pretty good life. It's the kind of life that I cherish every moment of, because God knows that anything can change and throw a pound of sugar in the gas tank of life. As my daughter has so painfully discovered in the past couple of weeks.