Being as moving sucks, a week or so ago, at the end of an highly irritating day house hunting, I found myself thinking that the whole process was pretty much not worth the bother. I was at my mom's house, and as I sank into the sofa, snarling bitterly at the world, I noticed my mom's scriptures on the end table. I thought to myself: "OK, how about sending me some kind of message/sign as to whether I really ought to be trying to move out of the Peoria area, back down towards Sever world headquarters." Then I randomed open her book and glanced down. This is what I read:
32 And from thence let them journey for the congregations of their brethren, for their labors even now are wanted more abundantly among them than among the congregations of the wicked.
True story. I never liked Peoria either.