I'm finding that packing isn't really a big deal... it's the maintaining the house WHILE you're packing that is an almost impossible task (especially with a large family)! But even harder than that is another obstacle that I just can't seem to get over... myself.
You see, I am a person who gets lost in the details, and so this whole "packing up my life to move somewhere else" is a pretty overwhelming task. For example, I go into a room... let's say, the bedroom... where I subconsciously decide I MUST begin in a place where no one but me will ever know I've done anything... like under the bed. It all needs to get done, and I can't help myself when I walk into a room... and EVERY room is like this.
I was VERY blessed the other day when a couple of young gals took my younger kids for 3 hours! I got so much done... not much packing, but was able to get my upstairs back in order again which felt so good (and impressed the hubby too)! They've even said they would come at least once a week, so I'm looking forward to getting more done without having to stop to "play mom". tee hee...
So, things are moving... and as I slowly get things done, I'm praying for God to give me patience to make it through and the wisdom to know what to do each day. Please keep the kids in prayer too, as they watch me pack up the only life they've ever known and we're starting to see them showing their anxieties in different ways.
and a woman seeking the Lord's Will (daily), a wife (striving to keep the romance alive), a "Smamma" (Step- mother) of one and a homeschooling mom of seven (I was never going to have children), who starts every day over (after messing SOME thing up the day before), knowing God's grace is overflowing (just like my laundry), and so thankful He's blessed me more than I'll ever deserve.