We've been in the ME for 8 years. Dh is getting his notice today so I guess we're on the move again. So much uncertainty, so much to think about. We've been expecting it for a while but it was still a shock when it came. I felt sick and a bit dizzy, isn't that silly.
We'll need to organise the animals and get them travel ready. God, I'll have to tell ds his hamsters can't come with us. He'll be heartbroken.
10 yr old dd won't be finishing the last year of primary with her friends... she won't be going on the seniors camping trip she's been looking forward to for years.
We'll have to tell our helper she's out of a job. She'll struggle to get another one in this climate.
And poor dh has the task of finding another job somewhere in the world that can support all of us.
It all seems enormous and I want to hide under a rock. God I hate this bit of this life. And somehow no one to talk to in real life about it. Am feeling rather alone.