"She swears the cat is stealing our money (you gotta love her)" "She's scared the house might fall on us (while we're sleeping)" "When I put her to bed she says "Thank you Superman" (and I think I like it) Obviously I have nothing intelligent to say... Life moves on. And I have no words for it. No, I still don't know what the hell I'm doing with my life. I still don't know what's 'best' for me, or even what I want. And yes, I'm still avoiding making such decisions.