We are in frantic packing mode right now. Our house looks like a tornado hit it. Yesterday we took Waldorf and Statler to their original foster mother’s house so we can go find an apartment. It was worse than breaking up with someone. As far as job hunting goes I have heard back from one design studio and Daniel has heard back from three advertising agencies. “Everything is coming up Millhouse!” that is becoming our catch phrase when something goes right for us in these unplanned plans of ours.