Moving....

I know I am not the first person to move and I will for sure not be the last. But still, seriously, I never want to do it again. Not that my husbands job really allows for that. What seems to be my hardest problem about moving is that I am not really sure where we are moving too. I mean, yes I know what post we are moving to and I know what town surrounds it but after that I know nothing. I know that we are possibly headed to an Extended Stay style motel( depending if its livable once we get there) but no house to head to with the moving truck. This is what stresses me out about the whole move.

BUT, I have promised myself that I will not become stressed. I will not worry. I will not yell senselessly at my husband. I have sworn to make this a fun process even without all of the blanks filled in. I am charging the video camera and my husband will be armed with the photo camera. I have pulled up some fun stops on the way to Fort Hood and a couple of free things to do(museum on post, Calvary horse show thing) for the free time the kids and I may end up with the first week while my husband is in-processing.

This week I have worked on mastering my daughters hair and waking up before the kids. I have done well with the hair and failed miserably with the waking early since I cant seem to sleep at all. Hopefully once my husband is home my nerves will be gone and I can once again get some much needed sleep.

Well, I need to head back to packing the boxes of necessities for the hotel room since we could be living there for a while. Just about four more days and my wonderful husband will be home and a few days after that we will be heading off on this new part of our life together.. Goodness I love adventures!