Thanks to everyone who posted ideas and support. The task doesn't seem quite so overwhelming anymore ... to a point, anyway. I can get us packed up. Selling the house, and getting it to saleable condition, is another thing entirely.
It's ironic that I spent so many years trying to get the heck out of Texas, and now I don't want to go. The kids keep asking me things like "How will our rocking chair get to Virginia?" And I explain to them that the furniture will go in a moving van.
Then I turn around to see who said that. What? Why am I telling my kids that someone is going to take our stuff in a moving van? It's like I'm telling them a fairy tale.
Oh, well. We can come back here when the contract is over. I'm sure I will like Virginia. But I sure will miss our friends here. Connor has just made his first boy friend (so far all his friends have been girls). Figures.
Ugh. I don't want to find new doctors. I don't want to go back to trying to do everything with four kids in tow, as Jeff will be in an office and I will have no friends to help out. I don't want to find a new speech therapist, and a new opthamalogist, and figure out how to get everyone to appointments.
I am glad we homeschool, so that I don't have to pull them out of one school and have them start over at another.
Jeff being gone hasn't been too bad, really. I don't sleep enough. And I'm lonely. But things will be fine, as long as no one gets sick.
Posted by Steph at October 16, 2003 11:19 AM