A recap of the past two and a half weeks:
Paul's parents came to Boulder to help us pack up our house (we had to be out by May 1st).
We found a house to rent in Pueblo that we loved!
That same day, Paul was offered a job coaching defensive line at a Division II school in Texas.
We held off on signing the lease in Pueblo.
It seemed that Paul would most likely take the job in Texas.
We continued to pack.
I got really excited about moving to Texas and started making plans.
Paul turned down the job in Texas. He did so for many good reasons and I supported his decision, but now I was confused.
We called about the house in Pueblo and found out it had already been rented.
I cried for a day because I felt like my life was in shambles.
Then I told myself to get over it.
We moved out of our house in Boulder and put all of our belongings in a storage facility in Pueblo.
I moved in with my parents.
I had an epiphany that I would rather live in a box and be unemployed in Pueblo than live without my husband any longer.
I put in my "three weeks notice" at work. My last day is May 27th.
I got excited about moving to Pueblo...all over again.
Whew. It's been a roller coaster, that's for sure. There have been times that I've questioned God's plan for us and why certain things happened the way they did. But the crazy thing is, after going through all of these twists and turns, I am more convinced now than ever, that we're right where we're supposed to be. This was the push I needed to finally be ready to take this next step. I now feel totally confident about this move and I have a peace that I didn't have before. It's a wonderful feeling! That doesn't mean that there won't be more bumps down the road, but it's nice to know that no matter what happens, everything will work out the way it's supposed to.