Last night I tried to get things going. Unfortunately, neither one of us was really in the mood for love making. Dragon went on line and tried to get his resume updated. The web page did not cooperate. We are working on transferring some certifications so he qualifies for more jobs. That should help our prospects greatly.
Yesterday, when he came home from work, I had my game face on. The one that really looks scared but if you don't look too close, it could look happy. We cooked supper together and retreated to the bed room. Dragon couldn't handle the chaos that follows 4 teenagers. I think they make noise just to be heard. They compete to see who can out shout the other.
This morning I am determined to put on my big girl panties and be a total Pollyanna. My stomach is rebelling at my small breakfast and single cup of coffee but that isn't going to slow me down. I have work to do. I know that another move is almost inevitable. If you want work, you have to be willing to be mobile.
So..... I am going to start getting this house ready for a move.
I wasn't prepared for our last move at all. Yes, I should have been but fear had me paralyzed. I manged our regular routine but nothing other than that. This time is going to be different. I have a garage full of unorganized boxes. Right now Dragon is working too many hours to help sort them. It is up to me. One box at a time. I am going to start with the boxes of books I haven't even had open in four years. Home school text books, Sunday school curriculum and a large collection of paper backs.
Most of them are going to a local thrift store. We have found two we want to donate too. They both support worthy causes. One supports a soup kitchen and the other an animal rescue.
His tools that are thrown into boxes with no organization, I am going to sort into our camp tables. Have it all out where he can see everything and get rid of what he doesn't want. Then I'll pack everything back into boxes and get it ready to move..... again.....
This move won't be hired out to the lowest bidder like the military moves were. This time it will all be us. The pickup truck and a U-haul.
God has something better for us. I can't believe that he would bring us all this way just to dump us on the streets without any means of support. Just because I can't see his plan, doesn't mean that he doesn't have one.
Time to put my big girl panties on and start my day. See my happy smile? Pay no attention to the snarl. Please see only the smile. If I pretend hard enough, it will become a real smile. Putting on my very best Pollyanna attitude!
One step at a time. Breath....