So this entails getting renters for our current home (Done!), finding a new place to live (still searching), packing up our place (currently happening) and then moving (soon). Granted I don't physically move until the end of September, but this is the way that it's happening.
Oh and did I mention that my dear sweet husband isn't even home to keep me sane? Or at least a semblance of sane. Insert a sly grin here my friends. The navy has other plans for him and that's okay.
I can do this! And if I say it enough times I will eventually believe it!