Well, we were told on Friday that we had to be in Virginia by the 24th. We scrambled. Scheduled a U-haul, verified the apartment, ordered the trailer hitch, picked up the last of the needed school supplies, etc. I had the winter firewood delivered today even though hubby had to go to work. There isn't time to wait. Leaving on Saturday. Then we got the call. Now we don't need to be there until sometime in August. Either the 7th or 21st. They'll let us know. And Oh, By The Way, our contact is leaving to go out of town until next week.
Ugh. Ultimately this is better. Now we have time to prepare. Hubby can help finish stacking the firewood (I got at least 1/2 a cord hauled up the driveway and stacked), he can work another week, maybe two. We can have a birthday party for Littlest (he has been talking about it for months). We can take our time. But, strange as it may sound, it was almost easier when I had no time. I didn't have time to over think, which I tend to do. I had my list. I had my time frame. I was pressing on. Now I am slowing down and stewing. Well, patience is a virtue...maybe not one of mine but, I'm learning.
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