I suddenly realize that I disappeared for spring. I did get a lot of production done. Hubby made it through Spring Semester, it was a good fight. He even made it to his internship. And here we are. Its summer, I'm solely self-employed (and way underpaid), Hubby is making money (kind of), and I realize that July will not be my friend. So, with no money (nothing new) and no time, we've been presented with an irresistible opportunity. Instead of increasing the student loans from the size of a small mortgage to a large mortgage, we will switch schools, have less loans, and Hubby will gain wonderful work experience. Oh and yes, he really likes his job and is doing quite well. His managers are good and he likes the company. It is wonderful to see him enjoying a place, that is stable, and where people encourage him to think for himself. Its fabulous.
So what does that mean . . . Well, it means that half way through our anticipated time here . . . oh ya . . . that's right . . . we are moving, again. Or technically, I'm moving, 'cause Hubby is already gone. He promises to come back and help with the transport though.
So having made the decision, and settled on a timeline tonight, I AM FREAKING OUT! Suddenly I need to find a way to pay the bills, finish up projects, catch up on production, and pack the entire house all in 30 days. Hubby, well, he has to find us a place to live. What was an option a week ago, is now a sudden and demanding reality. YIKES!
Anybody want to help pack?
16 years ago
