Well. It looks like we won't be moving to Tunisia anytime soon. That's ok. I can put my family's dream on hold until, oh, I dunno, maybe after neighboring regimes topple and so forth.
But I'd already started scouting vacation home purchases. There are condos for sale just around the corner from where some Mos Eisley cantina scenes were filmed. How long will that last? Oh well. I believe in democracy, so I'll wait. It just gives us more time to save. And to decide: apartment near a city center, or a rustic home deep in the desert?
Where else in the world could use a revolution? Because I could threaten to move my family there, and then maybe the people would revolt. Taking suggestions.
(we're watching American Idol right now. good guchky blech. Stop me. I've never seen it from the early stages like this. JL0 always has such shiny lips. How many hours a week is this junk on?)
In closing: we have an alternative: my sister-in-law informs me that there is a Jedi Training Academy in Florida somewhere. I've never been to Florida. Buckaroo has never been to Florida. Goals!
Going to bed. xo
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