Time flies when you are having fun.....

"Time flies when you are having fun" I am not sure who the original author of that statement is, but they hit the nail on the head. I think that many people would agree that when you have a week off for vacation it just never seems like it last a week. Well, I have the same problem with my sabbatical, as I like to call it. I had planned on taking a little over a month off before trying to find a job. This seems like a fair amount of time, except that I have already been through three weeks of that time. I was sure that after a month of not working I would be going crazy to get out of the house. The sad truth is, I am loving it. I get so much done and don't feel like I spend all of my time rushed and not getting to enjoy any of it. I say "sad truth" because I have to get a job, so my husband tells me. He has been gracious enough to let me go this long, but there are things in life that we want, i.e. not to be poor anymore, oh and buy a house. It's another one of those bittersweet moments I seem to keep having in my life. I want so much to buy a house, as in yesterday, but I don't want to get a job. What's a girl to do?

Everything else is going well. I am excited about my trip to NC next week. I will be there for two weeks! One of which will be my church camp. I am really excited about camp for many reasons. One, the obvious, because it's camp. And two, because my mom and sister will be there, which means I can spend hours on end with them everyday. Now if I could only get my brother involved in this!?! (Humm....note to self, work on that) My plan is to be in NC a few days before camp and then a few days after. And I have a sneaky suspition that those will be some full days of traveling and seeing many different people. There are a lot of people to see in a small amount of time. Thankfully, many of the people I want to see will be with me for the entire week of camp. I am a little of affraid, that after two weeks, it will be hard to come back. Good thing I love my husband and will miss him dearly.

You know it's actually kind of odd, I am okay! I know that seems odd to say, but I thought I would have this crazy mental breakdown being so far away, but it hasn't happened. I am actually happy (which I am glad about). Maybe I just built up all this anxiety about it before the move that it could not live up to my standards. It also helps that the people we know here (Doug's coworkers) have been super nice to invite us to many events. We have been to birthday parties, church events, and they handled me well during the imfamous dog event. I think I had about six new mom's that day. Which is great when you know no one, you are in shock, your hands are bleeding and you can not find your husband. Some how through that whole mess, they don't think I am crazy. Doug keeps telling them I am but they won't listen(kidding......maybe).

So all in all, just an update, that life is still good!