So it's been two months and some since we moved to London. A lot has happened since. We lived in a hotel, lived in a service apartment. Lived without our furniture. Jumped to see our furniture arrive from Boston. Moved into own apartment. Brand new couch didn't fit in through the door. Discarded brand new couch. Cursed compact-London. Missed oversized America. Missed our car. Set up new apartment. Lots and lots of boxes. Started falling in love with London. Mom arrived for a month. Being a tourist. Being unemployed. Interviewed a lot. Got a lot of rejections. Still interviewing. Still having faith. Going to Edinburgh for boy's 30th birthday. Fun times. Won't deny, having a job would make it funner. All in good time I guess.