My husband now has his dream job as pastor at Pathway Community Church in Jackson, MI.
That led to packing, painting, writing lists–and lists of lists–cleaning, sorting, editing, and overall upending our daily lives, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
You may have thought I lost my mind if you are subscribed to this blog and kept getting a notice that I had updated only to find the link send you to a non-existent post. You’re probably right because I find myself with UHaul brain today. That’s the diagnosis, plain and simple.
I no longer have space in my brain for the day to day because I’ve invested all those resources to changing addresses, utilities, daycare, doctors, and pharmacy. We’ll probably have the smoothest move ever, followed by the realization that we have no toilet paper–wait, no, I did get toilet paper. Whew!
Prayers appreciated for Feb. 9-10 as we move out of the home I’ve lived in longer than any in my life and move on to the next adventure.
…and that’s the view from My (new) Front Porch… only it’s a side porch.