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Here's to Dad's astute observation that today is 7/7/7. :) Oh, by the way, for all those of you who knew that we had applied for a home in Rancho Penasquitos...we didn't get it. :( We were heartbroken. I wonder if it was because we have kids. Anyway, the owner decided to go with another applicant. Blah. Now it's back to the grind and I think Dan and I have had quite enough of searching rentals. It's so stressful! We've been mourning for the last few days after we found out with didn't get 9332 Pipilo St. I'm anxious, stressed, nervous...and a whole lot of other lovely feelings. Dan is worried about finding a place...so much so that his attention is getting pulled from his studies. I'm neglecting our kids while sitting here at the computer all day long searching for rentals, trying to be the first one to respond to those we like. I guess it's really cut-throat in the areas that we want to live. And it's hard to compete from Utah, when everyone else is right there to view the place and sign contracts in person. I'm sick of this. I just need to have faith that the right home for us is out there and that the Lord knows what He's doing. I'm just getting more and more worried as the days tick by and we need to be moving in four weeks! I think I'm going to have a hernia. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!