stressful peace...

I don't think in my entire 31 years I've ever had a week as stressful as this one. And yet, last night, in the midst of a math blunder when crunching 'new house numbers' I completely freaked out... only to have Adam point out my error and then find - finally - the peace I've been needing about this whole moving thing.

Moving is scary. And, it's hard work. Especially when your mom, your realtor and your banker all decide to go on vacation in the same week! The week you're signing the contract. The week you're getting your house ready to put on the market. ACK! It's crazy.

I've noticed these sort of waves of activity surrounding me. For awhile, it's quiet and it's okay to stay up til midnight watching episode after episode of '24'... and then, busy hits and '24' (and Kiefer) sit on the shelf taunting you as you are ridiculously tired and unable to keep your eyes open another second... even to find out who the latest villian is (or who in the world all these new people in Season Four are...)

Right now, we are frantically getting our house ready to put on the market Monday. I can't believe we're really doing it, but we are. And it must sell. And it must sell quickly. (Please God!) And while I found my fear a little bit overwhelming, a very good friend of mine reminded me of something today. She's recently been diagnosed with cancer and her attitude and positivity through this whole thing has been amazing. Absolutely inspiring... and she told me those feelings aren't necessarily a lost faith in God - or a belief that He won't come through, they're just human emotion... and sometimes you have to work out the human emotion before you can see the Supernatural coming through... God standing there with your miracle in his hand... (Thank you for that reminder! It couldn't have come at a better time!)

Anyway, I get overwhelmed in my house really easily, but I am so blessed in spite of all the work... yesterday, just when I literally knew I couldn't do another day of cleaning and purging and packing my mom called. Home from Vacation. Able to come and help. She always makes everything better. If that wasn't enough, our boss's wife came over, paint stuff in hand and literally painted everything in my house that needed to be painted... no more fingerprints on these walls. I was so thankful for yesterday. If it weren't for them, I surely would've ended up in a sea of my own tears.

Adam has been working like a madman to get the yard and all the little handy-man type projects finished up. We're almost done. Tomorrow the last of it. Then, I swear we'll move out until our house sells! Keeping up with it is a whole new ballgame!

In spite of all of this, I am so excited. I feel such a mix of emotions - and I know we're going to have so much work to do finishing up our curriculum (needs to be done early September)... but when things like this pile on, I just remember I cannot in any way get it all done by myself... and there God finds me.

It's like he has let me pile it on before I realize He actually wants to help... if only I'll ask.

Other flurries of activities... one friend about to give birth, another bringing home their brand new adopted son today... another has just found out she's pregnant with not one but TWO babies... due in March! It's crazy! I love it!

I hope to post some new pictures soon... have a great weekend!

Comments

[Gretchen]

I totally feel for you with the house selling and moving - we are doing that right now and my stress level is through the roof! We got an offer after 4 days on the market and the lady wanted a quick close - there weeks - that's the first day of school here. ugh! Good luck to you!!! :-)

[michele]

i totally feel you, my friend. three years ago i was right there ... we put our house on the market the day i found out i was pregnant. then the house sold within 48 hours and we suddenly HAD to find a house. and between that time and closing, "morning" sickness hit so hard that i couldn't get out of bed, much less pack.

the story is longer and gorier, but i'll leave it at that. just to say that yes, god only give us what we can handle. things always work out the way they are supposed to.

(remind me of that next year when we put our house on the market and leave our beloved minnesota to head back to indiana. but wait ... that's closer to your neck of the woods, isn't it? ;o) )