You know when you are holding a secret inside of you that is HUGE, and you have to sit on it for I-don't-know-how-long until you feel like you're going to burst? Well, this has been me for weeks. No, I'm not pregnant. What I am is moving.
Our family is picking up our things and heading to . . .
I'll spare all of the details, but Joey got a wonderful job offer, and he starts his position in a few weeks. He'd planned on staying with my brother until we sold the house, but as fate would have it, we got an offer on the house just 10 days later. If everything goes as planned, we will all be headed to the west coast the day after Thanksgiving. (Fingers crossed, please.)
It's a bittersweet feeling, leaving. It's sad leaving our families. It's sad leaving the house where we brought both of our babies, human and fur, home. It's sad leaving our friends, who we love dearly. But we are looking forward to living in such a fantastic city that will provide a great environment in which to raise K. We are extremely excited to embark on this new adventure together.
More to come soon on our cross-country trek!