#147

I had my first PCS [Permanent (HA!) Change of Station, aka 'move'] meltdown. Really, it wasn't a meltdown. It was a "Ohmygoodness in less than 10 days I will be moving across the world, saying goodbye to my house, my friends, my current way of life. I will be bouncing from one hotel to the next, taking a shuttle bus, and a couple airplanes, and a rental vehicle to get to another hotel, and then hopefully to our new house. My dogs will be riding in the underbelly of those airplanes. And my two year old twins will have to endure an 11 hour flight and a 2 hour flight. Ohmygoodness."

Totally not a meltdown.

Thankfully, less than an hour into my 'mood', I was able to (how lame) Facebook chat with my best friend. She easily helped me back away from the crazy ledge. She rocks. It helps that she is too excited to see me in July!

The thing that keeps tripping me up on this whole moving thing is the goodbyes. Believe me, there are a few people that I cannot wait to be done with! But, amazingly, there are some people that I do not want to leave. I am usually ok with goodbyes. But this time around... I have a bit of a knot in my tummy thinking about it.

Tomorrow starts the 'Goodbye Train'. First stop, play group.