I feel good about moving home. I can go to school in the Fall. I miss school. I miss being challenged. I need to be pushed by outside forces, driven everywhere I must be...like a motivational chauffeur you is. I'm sad about leaving because I know it will now begin to be beautiful up here once more. Jason will have to find a roommate or...or..or...I don't know what he'll do. I feel bad. The job market sucks. But I am a bad mommy and should have been more responsible, had money available in case something DID happen (to Boo), which it has. His lack of eating worries me. He needs to go to the vet again. I need money to get him there. I'm over $1,000 more in debt since we came up here. I honestly don't know...