Limbo

As you can see, I have a special talent in the garden! If you'd like to order some of my special "porno seeds" give me a call ;)

It's Friday.

It's 7:51 am Pacific Time and 10:51 East coast time. It has taken me all week to sleep until 7 am It's amazing how quickly I adjusted to East coast time.

Limbo - It's a terrible place to be. Should I plant a garden? Should I pack boxes? Should I give away all of my warm fuzzy sweaters??

I need direction. I get all freaked out and shut down when I don't know where I'm headed. Right now I have no idea where I'm headed.

I really want to plant my garden. It was tilled and then the rain came. Lots and lots of rain. Then I went to Ca. Then I went to Fla and now its the end of June and what was tilled is now overcome by weeds. If we don't move I will be so disappointed that I don't have piles of gorgeous tomatoes and peppers growing in the garden. If we do move it will be one more thing to be sad about leaving....

Last week Jeff was told he would get a call this week regarding Florida. I knew it wouldn't happen. (yes, I tend to be negative when things don't go my way!) This individual has had a habit of saying he will call at specific times and then doesn't. It's not like he says I'll call at 2 on Mon and then doesn't call until 3 on Tue. He says I'll call you next week and then 3, 4, 5 WEEKS later, just as I'm finally not thinking about it anymore. Just as I have decided I don't have to worry about it anymore. Just as I have finally relaxed, the phone rings.

I hate to wait. I have no patience. I don't understand people who are patient. I work really hard to not be late so people don't have to be patient with me. But for the many who have been patient for me, Thank you very much!!!!

I find it frustrating, this boys world of business. The games of negotiation, being coy and making sure you don't seem to eager by asking certain questions. Even if they are the questions your wife needs to know the answer to, so she can go about planning are lives.

Yesterday there was an email from Florida. Not THE email. The one which would hold answers and give us the opportunity to make decisions and plan our course. No, just a simple email, saying I hope your home safe, I hope you enjoyed Busch Gardens, I haven't had a chance to speak with everyone yet, let me know if you have any questions....

sigh..................

As Jeff looks for a job he has had other places show interest in him. Sadly, most are out of the NW. Chicago and Denver are two. Last week he got us all excited about a possible job in Vancouver and applied for it.

Yesterday, he turned down Chicago (whew!!!) and also sadly the Vancouver job wouldn't work.

I think this would be a difficult situation regardless of the time of year but I feel a certain pressure regarding this particular timing because of the time of the year.

If we are to move to Florida school begins there August 9. That is in exactly 45 days.

45 days! Plenty of time if say your hoping to drop a few lbs before swimsuit season but not nearly enough time to sell a house, buy a house, move across country (its a VERY, long drive!) move into new house, get registered and as I was informed during my visit last week my youngest has to be tested (they test everyone) before school begins and needs to have a physical by a FLORIDA physician (really???) Oh, there goes my blood pressure....Time to go to my happy place...

I think I'll plant a tomato plant today....