Shawn and I, along with a couple of our friends helping, we completed our move almost 43 hours ago and I am already freaking out about not having a job and being up here full time. Yes I know that we are in a good place! Yes I know that this is where we should be! Yes I know that God is in control! But, aside from 'knowing' all of that stuff, there is no comfort in the fact that I feel completely lost here. I know no one except for the people in Shawn's family. It's only been 43 hours and I already feel pretty alone. Of course my friends all promise to come and visit often, but we shall see if that happens since we all know what happens to friendships when people live 3 hours apart.
As soon as Stacy and Curtis left this morning (they were the friends that so kindly helped us move on Friday night), I was on my computer looking for a job. I don't know why I am freaking out so much....probably because this is a HUGE life change...but I can't help but think that I should be more at peace about this then I currently am. For some reason, in the back of my mind, I kind of feel like I should have an overwhelming sense of peace, which I don't. My God receptors have been on the fritz for a while because of all of the stress and anxiety. I hope soon that things will calm down for us. We will have to get plugged into a church, I think that will help. Maybe start volunteering or something so we can get submerged and find people our age that we have something in common with.
Here is a question to all of those people out there in Xanga land (please either reply to this post or email me directly): For those of you that have uprooted your lives and moved to another place, how long did it take you to acclimate? Find a good church? Connect with people? Make friends etc....? I feel like I will never feel connected to this area (I lived in the Bay Area most of my younger and all but a year and a half of my adult life) - so this moving thing has really thrown me for a loop. If you remember, please pray for us. :)
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Once this move has happened and I am in a more settled place, I promise to blog more. I have too much on my mind and too many things to accomplish to get on this thing and blog.......but, my absentee days are almost over. I have been having lunches and dinners with people to say goodbye...it's been nice. But now I am ready to leave. We need to start our life in Placerville and stop this going up and coming back crap. Too much time driving and many things to get done before Christmas. I will finish this conversation at another time. :)