I called the realtor today and he said there had been issues with the phone system and he hadn’t gotten my messages. He said that he had a house closing and lots of showings and that Tuesday would be a better move-in date. The boys and I decided to explore the town, made easier by the fact that we now have our car here. Since we’d finally be able to cook our own meals again, we went to the store to check it out. They have a supermarket down here called the Piggly Wiggly (and can I just admit that I had heard of it in southern-themed movies but always thought it was a joke?). I came back and told Matt that I will never complain about anything again. The people who walk around there clearly do not have the luxury of the choices we have made and true hardships are big things like poverty, disease, death, and natural disasters (although existential angst can sometimes feel like it fits into that category).