I've just finished preparing Sharing Time for today, and so I have a few minutes before the kids wake up.
The house, once again, is a disaster area. Getting the kids to clean up the play room is like getting monkeys to, well, clean up the play room. My sister comes this weekend to watch the kids all week, and so my goal is to have the house clean for her --immaculately clean. How long it will stay that way, I won't have to worry about, but at least it started out that way!
The word is slowly leaking out that we might move. The three Stooges (our "Priests") came over to hang out last night and were very upset with us. They told us we can move when they all leave on their missions next year, but not until then. I reminded them that we might NOT move at all --but as the days go by, I think DH and I know that we will be leaving. For how long, and where is still undetermined, but that feeling we are to move is settling inside of us.
DH has a 3rd interview with a company in El Segundo, CA this week --so....maybe?
My life is so full of "maybes" right now that at least I have a few things I can hold onto. I know that Preschool will end in December. I know that I will be having a baby in February. I know that we will spend Thanksgiving in Idaho and SLC. I know we are going on our cruise this Saturday.
What I don't know? Well.....I don't know if I'll be able to have a final recital for my piano students. I don't know if we'll be having Christmas here. I don't know if we'll move right away or later. I don't know where we'll move to. I don't know if we'll move at all. I don't know how to tell our Bishop that they might need to call a new Primary President after one year. I don't know what my life will be like, where I'll be, or anything after November. I don't know if BYU will refund any money if the girls can't finish the year of dance classes. I don't know how #1 will react to a new school and new friends. I don't know how #3 will react to a new house AND a new baby. I don't know how #2 will deal with so much change.
~sigh~ I do have faith that no matter what happens, we will be okay. No matter where we move, we will be okay. No matter when or how or whatever --we will be okay. I know this! It's just trying to convince myself that there's no need to worry. I'm sure if I didn't have three kids, this situation would not be nearly as stressful.
Okay, deep breathing.....r...e...l....a...x........
Anybody else deal with this stress? The not knowing? The possibility of having your life up-rooted when you're not expecting it? (You don't count, little brother! The military family life expects to be uprooted, doesn't it?)