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The Ends Are Tying Themselves

Just a few weeks ago, my life seemed in such a state of disarray, I couldn't drag myself out of bed in the morning. The school year was wrapping up. My much anticipated vacation was canceled. We couldn't seem to find a home we both liked. Our bank account was about to reach the point in the year when it would only decrease. The strain of holding "it" all together was just a little too overwhelming so I slept. And slept. And slept. If you know me, that's all you really need to know because you understand that if I'm getting more than six hours of sleep a night, something is wrong.

The time I wasn't sleeping, I was praying that everything would work out exactly the way it was supposed to. I wasn't worried because I knew it would. It seems like all those little loose ends are finally tying themselves together. This week, I've managed to find two positions in the area where we will be moving. I applied for a loan so we can purchase the property we've been eying. We sign the loan papers tomorrow. The homeowner accepted our offer, so we will now also have a little bit of cash to start some of the repairs on the place...and she wants to be out of there by August. I've discovered that the world won't collapse if I stand up for myself and fight back every once and a while. I think my greatest accomplishment so far, though, has been my own little landscaping project around our dining room. I actually bought and planted some lovely Mexican Petunias, Sweet Potato Vine, and Diamond Frost there today.

So once again, I made it through this dip in the roller coaster of my life. Now it's on to the next one, which will consist of telling my boss about the move, turning down a position, starting some wicked home repairs, and preparing myself to leave behind my beloved home. This will all nicely coincide with a new school year in a new district. There's wonder in here somewhere, and I intend to find it.

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