Every year has its own challenges...
The first year I didn't realize that the first few weeks are the worst.
Last year we'd just moved into our nice, new place -- and hubby was leaving it, me and New Kitty to live with some 'different' (BN state "different") folks.
This year, I'm not well -- and he's on the job market -- (and that's all I can or will say about the market). So, there's double stress on his part.
He's packing, loading etc. tonight. He'll go back to Red State tomorrow -- and I'll see him in a couple of weeks... sigh.
At least I know we won't be doing this next year -- as I'll either have a job where he is, I'll (more than likely) be on sabbatical.... or if all else fails he'll be working at Best Buy and we'll be moving to a less expensive place in BNCC....
dang it -- if I wasn't doing the chemo, I could at least look forward to visiting Red State and eating the best Indian food in the world.... grrrr ----
for now, I'll have to think about Spring semester ---- and, as the inscription on a wonderful bracelet advises me to "remember yesterday, live for today, dream of tomorrow"....
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Hey PF, I don't see your email around, and I'm sure you've got a good support network there, but... I'm out here, so drop me a line and I'll get you my phone number in case you need something I can help with, please.
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