Moving

So the first trickles of fright have begun to creep into my stomach! In 13 days we will be on the road. Leaving the kids, even to my father, is proving to be tough. It will be 4 days before I see either one of them and part of me wishes they would be going in the car with us. I know that the days would be long and grueling for my tiny men and that they will get to spend more time with my mom and grandparents this way, but it will be hard. Tim got a job, we have a place to stay with my dad till we figure out exactly where we want to get our first place out there. The thing is, it will all be different. I love change, but I dread it. I am a "lets do it now", type of person and sitting on this for two years has given me just enough chance to look at it from every angle. Tim feels good about it, but then again he just returned from our new home. I haven't been there in almost a year. There are so many things to think about. How is living with my dad and his new family going to work. That puts 7 of us in the same house? Are we going to be able to find a new vehicle for Tim quickly? So many questions!!! And we haven't even gotten half way through packing. And as much of an "action" person as I am, I always have to think things through to some extent. Maybe this time I have been thinking to much and need to just go with the flow and remember how much we want this!!!!