I'm Not Stressed. You're Stressed

I keep waiting for the point in this process - this sell your house, move halfway across the country, to buy a house, start a new job, hope the boy isn't too worried or sad about all of it, start life over process - when I exhale and enjoy the process.  Life is all about the journey.  Right?

This week was not that week.  We got the pictures of the house done this morning for the listing.  The house wasn't perfectly ready, but that's ok.  It is ok, right?  I'm a list maker, a planner with backup plans for my backup plans.  There are still many steps in this process, and even as it becomes when "when" than "if" there are too many unknowns for my taste right now.

I keep telling myself this is where the rubber hits the road in Christian life.  What's the point if there's not peace and joy even in these stressful parts of the journey?  It's not about my faith, it's about His faithfulness.  It's tough sometimes.

But.  There's a lot of life on this side of the move.  There's beautiful weather - even if half of the days are rainy.  There's the boy playing in the neighborhood with kids.  Sitting in the front yard with Bloo because she loves to be there watching our current little part of the world.  The end of the school year.  The coming end of the dance year.  Time with friends before the move.  So much to enjoy.  

There's a song lyric on Amanda Cook's new album that is so simple, but means so much.  "This I know.  Of this I'm sure.  That You hold, my whole world." 

The Rest of the Story 2

As I mentioned, Tuesday we met with our realtor to put our house on the market.  That meeting went well!  Now we're working on getting the house "picture" ready.  Whew.  Going all Marie Kondo around this place!  Ha!

On Thursday and Friday, a company Ching had applied to flew her down to Dallas to do an extended interview - get to know each other.  I was so nervous Thursday.  Lots of thoughts and prayers about faith, and having any, and that it's not faith once you know the outcome.  But mostly I felt things would work out. 

And they did.  Friday they worked out a start date, which she and I had discussed.  She'll be down there on the 28th of this month.  That'll give her time to house hunt while Noah and I finish up things here.  It'll be hard on Noah, but hopefully excitement will win over worry. 

So much to do.  Listing pictures, small and medium sized repairs.  Applying for mortgage for a new house.  Finding a new house.  Packing.  And on and on.  I know so many of you are experts at all this stuff!!  I joked when I got my Virginia teacher license I'd end up trading it in for a Texas one.  Gotta start that application process soon. 

So it's really happening.  Going home.