Josh got an email this morning with word that his job offer is being finalized. I’m guessing it has taken a lot of discussion because it is not cheap to live here and there’s probably some sticker shock regarding the cost of housing and school. Now my butterflies are picking up. The fear isn’t that it we won’t agree on the offer, but that we didn’t estimate our need properly and will find things to be pinched next year. Also with the high price tag comes pressure to be “worth it.” I know Josh is worth it, but I don’t know how much pressure he will feel starting out and needing to prove his worth. I’m continuing to pray that it all comes together naturally and seamlessly.
The packers come in 10 days and I haven’t started to think about how best to pack up or streamline all of this stuff. It’s always better to purge before the move, but I don’t know how much mental energy I have to do that this time. But if I don’t, the movers will be handing me boxes full of regret in October, so I better gear up and get to clearing out. This afternoon after church it’s going to be me, The Golden Girls, and a pile of boxes and trash bags: keep, give away, throw away.