Human nature being what it is, things happen. We don't always like our choices that are available, but sometimes we have to make decisions based on what we know at the time.
Moving on the 18th of August is not my idea of a "fun" time. As it stands, I will be moving in with Charles for a few months, and then get my own apartment. I don't know what I'm going to do with Ween, as Charles doesn't want her in his apartment. I need a sitter for a few weeks. My things will go into storage until I can use them again.
Some time soon, I will also be going back to work at my old job, but part time only. I not only need the distraction, but I miss the perks and the "love offering" I received every Thursday just for talking on the phone. Right now, my work days are Sun/Monday/Thursday; 7:30-3:00. (Subject to change at a moment's notice)
Feelings are fickle, but in many ways I am relieved for most of the pressure was from just making the decisions. On the other hand, I am sad about the move. I wish I didn't have to do it, but wishing doesn't make it so even though I live in Orlando where "Magic" abounds. I will be back in JAX the 12th through 16th wrapping up some details of my other visits. That will be a time of additional reflection and relaxation. I can't wait to be on the beach again, and to spend more quiet time with God.
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