Everything feels like a whirlwind right now. Tomorrow's Ryan's last day at Lozier. It makes everything much more "real" and somehow increases the stress. Our garage is starting to fill up with empty boxes to prep for moving. I still haven't heard from the manager of The Springs (the housing community we are trying to move into). I thought she would have at least received our application by now.
We are heading to Logan for the weekend for Ryan to do a formal interview with one of the companies he did a phone interview with.
I keep having this strange thought, and maybe I'm just scared. But I keep thinking about the story Elder Holland tells about himself and his son and the "wrong road." If you're unfamiliar with the narrative, let me know and I can give you more details.
There's a strange tension in our home. I am sure it is something as simple as the envitable change coming our way--making everyone slightly uncomfortable.
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