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I have officially run out of things to entertain the children in and around this hotel. I am starting to believe that our government should use this as a new form of torture. Lock the offender in a room with a screaming toddler and a moody tween for a week and I swear they will tell you anything you want! I GIVE! It is finally starting to hit me that this is not going to be over any time soon. This time of transition is pretty lonely. I know it will be better once we get settled, but Tuesday is taking an eternity to get here. I miss my friends. The kids miss their friends. Jason is gone most of the day in classes, which I am sure are very boring, but I swear I am going to smack him if he compares it to being as stressful as my day one more time! I miss having my own personal space. I miss the children having their own personal space and staying out of mine. If I never have to watch another cartoon again for the rest of my life it would be too soon. I miss my car. What I wouldn't give to be able to go where I want and when I want. Hell, at this point I would settle for just knowing where the heck I want to go. Cell phone, I miss you the most of all. Without you I am forced to actually watch the children on the playground instead of engaging in the sweet gossip I cherish so much. Tuesday, if you can hear me, I am on my knees begging you to hurry up and get here!