I have to be honest. As I read through Janna's thoughts last fall, I kept thinking "Whew! I'm glad that's not me." Realizing everything she was going through made me hug my boys a little tighter & pray a little longer, but I still was just thankful that something like that wasn't happening to me.
Maybe that's how you feel about our move. "Whew! I'm glad that's not me." I'm glad it's not you, too. I know I'm allowed to feel frustrated, tired, grumpy, moody, anxious, etc., etc., but I don't like being here. All I can think about is sleep & chocolate (or eating chocolate in bed). The compilation of all the projects, packing, sorting, etc. is just overwhelming. I'm not writing this to invite a pity party on my behalf of myself, but just to be honest with you (and me) through this process.
So if you're having a "terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day", just remember that "some days are like that, even in Australia." (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p09_ULvFBlA).
|(Thanks Ang & Sarah & Krista for reminding me that it's all going to be o.k.)|