In three weeks, I will be picking up my family and possessions and moving them to a place 1000 miles away where we know practically no one.
Unless something changes, we will have no home and no jobs.
My dog will hate me for at least two weeks.
In one week, someone else will own my home.
In two weeks, my husband will no longer be providing us with cheap health insurance.
After June, I will be miles away from any stylist who has my hair color.
I'm just a little freaked out.
Other than that, things are great.