Seriously. Just when I thought things were getting figured out. Just when I thought three kids was manageable. Just when I thought I had school under control and getting a job might be on the horizon. Just when I thought that we'd made real progress in the money department.
Just when I thought I was getting it all figured out. Then you get the boom. The big "your-husband-gets-laid-off-and-goes-and-buys-a-camper-so-we-can-take-a-Black-Hills-vacation-only-to-come-home-and-find-out-he's-been-transferred-to-a-job-three-hours-away-and-has-to-live-in-the-new-camper-until-we-can-find-a-place-to-live" boom.
It was a big one. Top that off with being pregnant with Baby 4.0 (SURPRISE!), both the older boys starting school, and being two classes away from finally finishing my Master's - this summer has been absolutely freaking crazy. And it's not slowing down. Maybe that's just how life is going to be from now on; maybe freaking crazy is our normal. I'm just having trouble keeping up. Hopefully it's just a side effect of being pregnant; if it is, it's the only one I'm having so far. (Not complaining there.)
This last weekend the boys and I drove down to see Nick at the campsite he's staying in. He showed the boys the enormous job site he's on. We drove around and saw the area. And discovered that there is a serious lack of housing available down there. I guess when you have 2,500 construction workers from all over the country converging on one job site in southeast Iowa, you have to expect that housing will be hard to come by. Buying a house isn't really an option; we're not sure how long we're going to be in the area or even what part of the area we want to be in. There aren't many apartments to be found. And frankly, what was available seemed to be operated by slumlords. Yuck. So we'll continue to look. But if Nick had his way, we'd be moving at the end of the month.
Which means a lot of work for me.
Zach's birthday party is this week; his fourth birthday is Saturday. Brodie starts kindergarten on the 14th. Zach starts preschool on the 25th. I have classes starting on the 25th. Add in OB appointments, well-child check-ups, dentist appointments, school orientations - like I said, absolutely freaking crazy. But I'll survive.
(I will survive, won't I?)