The reason for the follies

I forget that some of you (what most of you?) does not read my another blog... might not be my friends on Facebook... and so you could be mystified by my weird behavior lately.

Therefore, I say what is happening. 

My husband has accepted a job in California.We live in the State of Washington.El job interview process began last January and finally culminated in an offer of work at the end of the month of agosto.Eso, my friends, is a complete and eight months of uncertainty and stress.

Now add the month of December, when it became clear that needed to start looking for another job and you have nine months I cursed quietly because it really could not say anything to anyone.

Therefore now uncertainty has mostly ended... but my husband is leaving for his new job in a new State, 9 of octubre.Permanecerá behind with our four children to school ends in junio.Mientras is gone, will be carrying... working my full-time job, driving to and fro children and preparing to put our House in the market... suitcases, arranging for repairs less home, painting, classification, purge, cleaning...

I really hate to complain because ultimately, this change is a good thing, a positive step for our family... but really want to complain because hate change, interruption hate, hate the agitation of leaving our House for twelve years and our community here to leap into the unknown.

Therefore, I am full of horror and fear and emotion and exhaustion and loneliness and sadness and fear and shock and awe.

And all these emotions are wrapped in a thick layer of concerns.

I've only been turning more fat and more fat... a visible sign of all emotions overcrowding inside of me.

Do you mentioned how freaked am?

Anyway, so my husband is leaving Texas next Monday to visit his family (including his terminally ill stepmom) during four días.A continued, he will be home for a day, and then he leaves of California.

'Ll see you a couple of times in the coming months, but not much.

We agree with this is the absolute best to handle this transition we (for the sake of our children, mostly and also it can try to sell our House)... but among the interruption, the unknown and the large amount of work and separation... I am stressed out.

I am waiting for him ir.Estoy dreading him irá.Pero once you go, I'm going to collect myself, exercise, and lose the damn peso.Suficiente and mourning and worrying.

One day at a time.
One step at a time.

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