Movin' On Again

Time for another move. No, I did not forsee this one, but now that it's here, I'm becoming adjusted to the idea and even excited...with a few caveats. Still not sure how all the finances are going to work out, but I do believe we will be living in a nice little ranch house before too long. I want to stay in the neighborhood we are in - it's convenient to work, in Tim's school district, and a nice place to be! Not to mention, it would be much less expensive, quicker and easier to move our stuff.

As I move through this time, I just have to respond to the flow of the situation. At first I was angry and deeply unhappy - not as much for me as for my son. He's had so many upsets already, this is just the icing on the cake, and that's how he reacted to it. He felt it personally - as if he were the cause of the problem. It doesn't help that he was made to feel that way by an adult who definitely should have his mess together a lot more...but that's another story.

So today said son got new glasses. Not just glasses, but Transition lenses. He was all excited on the way home to see how they changed, but unfortunately for him, it was evening and there wasn't enough sun to make them change. So tomorrow morning will be a new experience for him, and soon enough he'll be used to them. Beginnings are so much fun!

Which brings me to the next topic - I actually looked at a rental house in our neighborhood this evening with son along. It was really cute and I could really see us living there, but not quite. I have financial issues to deal with, as I said. That stuff is blocking the full vision of this cute little house with our stuff in it - hanging out in the heat of the afternoon on the back patio, pergola overhead sparkling with white mini-lights as we talk and laugh...watching our puppy bounce around in the yard...well, I am enjoying the day-dream, but I'm not willing to stop there. I want to check out a couple more places before I get totally entranced.

So- more phone calls tomorrow. And maybe, just maybe, I'll jump out of my comfort zone and convince Tim to go with me to the Lightworkers meeting in Surf City in the evening. 7-9 on a school night - what am I thinking??? But it sounds so intriguing, and if I don't like it, I can opt for something else. 45 minutes up the road to the coast - wouldn't hurt to leave a little early and walk on the beach for a bit, eh? It's a cute little beach town, and the shop downstairs sounds like a lot of fun, too. I actually applied for a job at Topsail, but didn't hear anything from them, reaffirming my opinion that people need to see a face and experience a personality - papers and email just don't cut it when it comes to jobs.

Thursday, son has half-day off school, and with the emotional climate at "home", I'm concerned about Thursday afternoon. Maybe big brother will be able to pick him up from school and he can hang out at Mamaw's for a couple of days while I finish up the week. Glad it's going to be a short one! I was hanging on by a thread today, and cried at work a couple of times. Funny thing, though - after I read the latest "missile" (read email) from Mr. Psychology and took a nap, I felt a lot better. Optimistic and excited, almost. New beginnings ARE fun...frightening and tension-inducing and sad sometimes, but fun.