Even just putting this picture up makes me so blue, and so so homesick for my Utah home! I miss everything there so very much.
Tomorrow we move into our apartment, and I am not looking forward to doing another uhaul day. I also feel so guilty about all the work my family keeps doing to help us out along this process. I hope to be able to repay them all some day.
I feel like a hypocrite some days, telling my girlies to remember to have faith and optimism along this journey, and meanwhile I have days like today where I am internally freaking out wondering what the crap I have done to our little bit of sanity we actually had. I have been looking online for homes sooo many months in a row that I am a little tired of it frankly. I am stressed because I just feel such doom and gloom that it is pretty much impossible to find what we truly want for the amount of money we have to spend. I know that I need to have more optimism and trust in God, that he wouldn't have brought us this far along only to drop us short of the finish line.
So my goal tomorrow is to be more cheerful about this whole process and less anxious about the unknowns.
