Chaos.

It's getting pretty deep here now, the packing to move has begun in earnest.
Hubby has very few days left to do what he can (me too!)  So we've been doing as much as possible every spare minute.

Instead of the sparkling Christmas decorations that usually by now are creeping into place, the house is full of cardboard boxes and clutter.
It's a necessary evil, but it's giving me claustrophobic attacks.

I've been feeling so positive and excited for the change, but this week the old monster FEAR has reared his ugly head.  I've been thinking about all the things that could go wrong, (and probably will, because let's face it - this is US!  When have things ever gone smoothly for us?)

My biggest concern is for my daughters.  I can't leave here until I know they will be safe and secure without us.  ...And second, that we'll be able to afford a decent place, in a safe neighborhood.
(Or will we end up in a cardboard box under a bridge?  I have too much stuff for that!)

Anxiety.

Meanwhile, my daughter's wallet went missing several weeks ago.  We have been so positive that it was in this house somewhere, but all efforts to find it have failed.
She checked her bank statement today, and found that her debit card has been used this week.
So, apparently, we were wrong.

She stopped all future payments, and will go get all her documents replaced tomorrow, but it has left her feeling sick and violated.  Poor baby, some of life's realities are ugly ones.

One happy note to the day today, we spent the evening at my son's house, celebrating the birthday of his youngest daughter.  She is such a fun child - filled with life and energy and imagination.

We gave her the DVD Brave,  a Merida Barbie doll to go with it - and a cute little outfit.  As soon as she opened them, she ran to try on the clothes, (she looked adorable,) while her dad popped in the movie.
It was fun to see her so excited, - and Jeff's children never forget to say "thank you" or show their gratitude, which I love.

I should be sleeping - went to bed early and exhausted, but stress, or something like unto it, has crept into my brain to destroy my peace.

It's a work day tomorrow, and much to do before I go, so I really must give it another try.

Sigh.
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