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Going Into 2019 Be Like

It's my first post of 2019, I should be adding confetti to the post. I can't! 

L turned eight years today. 

March/April will be a month of upheaval for the family, and right now, even though, March won't come before March, and April won't come before April, it does not prevent the anxiety cat from sitting on the windowsill already. 

I will be going to my hometown jobless, with a mortgage on my name. Kids will be going to a new school that was in our consideration set and not choice set. Hubby dreams of eventually getting my in-law's house in shape, and a joint family setup, but that will be a whole lot of adjustment on its own.

On the plus side, I will be putting up at my parents' place for the initial months so daily life should be easier.

I have resigned already, but will be working till Feb end to say the least (and I need the money).

Comments

  1. areyoukiddingme16 January 2019 at 04:06

    What is it they say? A change is as good as a rest. Ha! That's hilarious...but good luck on your new ventures. I think it will be good for you to be close to your parents.

    Good luck on finding a new job. I hope that's a quick and easy process.

    Happy Birthday to L - she is remembered.

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