Then I went to Target that Saturday and bought a box of glitzy ornaments at 30% off. Every ornament we had was sent to a storage locker in May. I found Christmas Village and three nativity sets. However, the box where the stockings were packed didn't appear until January 3rd.
I can't believe that I am a Mother of six kids under the age of 12 and I almost gave up having Christmas in my house this year in order to sell my home. That decision seems so nutty in retrospect. I was telling myself that I was so foolish all Christmas break.
Then the Arctic Chill hit Washington DC. My husband left for work at 6 AM. At 10:30 AM his co-worker called to say that he never made it into work. I knew that my husband had lost his cellphone the day before so I wasn't immediately panicked that he wasn't returning calls on his cellphone. But we both thought that 4 1/2 hours was too long to be stuck in a traffic jam. We decided to officially panic at 11 AM when his commute would have taken more than 5 hours.
At 10:45 AM my anxiety level was up to an 8. I couldn't even imagine what I was going to do when the 11 AM deadline hit. I knew that getting into my minivan with young kids on an icy road days was really foolish. I also felt like I had to do something. I started calling hospitals to see if my husband was a patient. I called 3 hospitals in three different cities. He wasn't admitted. The worse part was that my husband's 70 mile commute is so long, I worried that I was missing a hospital between our home and his work.
At 11:03, my husband called me from work! He had made it. His commute really took 5 hours. There were endless accidents along I-70. The roads were super icy. For some reason they didn't put out the salt trucks ahead of the storm this year. (Is that because of budget cutbacks?)
I would pretty much do anything I could so that my husband would not have to drive 3+ hours each day to work. It feels strange to know that we can't move into the community that we want to live in because of money--which is pretty much directly tied to my not working. At the same time, I'm hugging this gorgeous newborn son. I know that I couldn't have had this priceless baby if I was still working as an attorney.
So its another day on the cross. I had breakfast with my husband at 5:30 AM this morning. He walked the dog for me because he was already dressed for the extreme cold. We have 2 more days until we hear back from the investor who had a house showing with us on Tuesday.
Go or stay.
I'm prepare for either path, but I still don't know what is happening.
It's hard to follow God sometimes because I often really don't know what is going to happen in my life. "I know the plans that I have for you, plans for good." Whatever happens, 2015 will be a good year.