Count it

Let’s take a little inventory on life right now. Because frankly, sometimes all at once I am wrapped up in the complete absurdity of it all. This is a small snapshot of what I realize:

  • Three months ago today was our last day at work at our old jobs.
  • Three days later, we packed all of our things and drove halfway across the country.
  • Three weeks later (exactly three weeks from the day we moved), we moved again to our new home with job offers.
  • Three times our car has been towed for repairs.
  • Three different couples have hung out with us so far.
  • We’ve visited eight different churches (I couldn’t keep the three thing going any more).
  • The hubby’s gained seven pounds (finally).
  • The number of nights I’ve worked past eight is far too high.
  • Five skype tours have been given of our new digs.
  • I’ve gotten sick four times.
  • Nine craigslist deals have been made in North Carolina.
  • 95 blog posts about this move/adventure have been written to date.

A lot has happened in a very short time. It all went so fast. Before taking it all on I would have guessed we’d still be in someone else’s basement at this point. Now I’m wondering how we got here so quickly. As I sit on a newly acquired craigslist couch and look around my apartment I still can’t totally grasp that this is it. Is the adventure part done now that we’ve moved, found jobs and maybe even found a church? I don’t think so. But I can’t say it’s been the adventure I thought it would be.

I don’t feel I am articulating all of my thoughts very well right now, but in essence, this all happened before I realized. We slid into our new lives, it seemed, before I knew what was happening. Some of that has been great and some of it might need to be rearranged. Time will tell what stays and what goes in this new life of ours.