11 More Days

Only 11 more days to pack my entire house up, stack it for going into the moving truck, sorting my sons belongings and sending to his friends and deciding what the kids and I will need over the next few months while we stay with friends.

Oy Vey! Staying with friends that love children but don't have any of their own, this is scary, but I know they will have patience and much love towards us all.

I just wished I knew how long I would be here, while my husband is in Washington. I have to have my cast removed, then physicial therapy, the boot and a determination if this is permanent of a temporary disability. Combining this last incident with Fibromyalgia and arthritis of my back, it remains to be seen if I will return to work.

Hubby will be home for a few days on the 9th to pack up the truck and head back to Washington. Prayerfully by then, the snowy weather will have gone and he and a friend have clear sailing all the way up there.

Anyway, it will be good to see him for just a few days, I miss him so much!