I've gone from complte panic to pretty much catonia in the past few days. What am I doing? I quit my job. I have no new job. I'm moving. All this takes time and cannot be resolved in a matter of days. If all goes well, I will be moved by the end of the month and can look for a job.
It all made sense when I was planning it. It still makes sense. But what if I'm wrong. OH LORD, the boogy man is with us all the time isn't he?
My cousin Phil had a small stroke and my brother's mother in law was in a coma last week. OH LORD, what if that happened to my parents and I was here?
Yes, I've got to get us back to Oklahoma, and I am and I will. But I didn't think it was going to be this hard.