Spending this week packing and going through stuff apparently and looking for a storage place to put everything. Also praying we can stay with family so we don't have to live out of our cars.
I'm so depressed it hurts. Trying hard to have some faith it'll all work out, but its very hard. And I just finally got used to the idea that we would be stuck here for a while, so I started getting comfortable. I planted my garden, have a routine to hangout the laundry, was about to start composting and mulching, started setting up the pool, got the girls rooms done, freezer and cupboards full finally, things put away and felt settled. Figures.
I just was hoping to make it until the end of summer when all of my veggies were grown and done and leave on our own terms with plenty of time to packup. :o(