The prospect of hubby's new job is exciting. Change! Starting over! New places! New experiences! He starts in two weeks and gets to train in another state for a few weeks to two months. We'll wait here for a bit and then move to a state in between.
But, it's a MOVE! That means, ugh, uprooting. Leaving comfortable surroundings, leaving people/teachers we love, leaving what's known for the unknown. The Unknown is scary. You'd think with the moving we've done, we would be used to it, but you never really do.
We try to thin down our possessions each time and yet we always need a bigger truck to haul our stuff the next time. All that covert toy tossing still hasn't made a dent. They must be multiplying under the beds, the naughty things. "Appropriate for ages 18 mos. to 3 years". Right. Uh-huh. Tell me another one.
We've all caught head colds from my hubby too. Hopefully it'll all be over with soon because this illness stuff is cutting into my move planning. I can't obsess properly if I have to take care of sniffles and coughs.