Let me start off with saying, I hate change. Always have, probably always will. I am also a very weird type of planner. When it comes to big vacations or a move, I have everything organized, filed, and ready to go. When we went to Japan a few years ago, I had a binder of maps, phrases, itineraries, airport and bus schedules/layouts, phone numbers, check lists, you name it and I had it. I need to know exactly what is going on, when, and how. I crave organization and order, but I’m so lackadaisical when it comes to my every day life. I am disorganized and unfocused.
So now the change comes in. This post isn’t fertility related (cd20,4dpo), but personal. (Like how I through that in for ya?) We might be moving. I’m excited, but freaking out just a bit. Before I got married and joined the military, I lived in the same house from the time I was 6 months old until I was 18. After that, I moved every few years or more often.
- June 2002 to my ex-husband’s house.
- April 2003 to my parents house before basic training.
- May 2003 to Lackland AFB, TX, for basic training.
- July 2003 to Medina Annex, Lackland AFB, TX for air crew school.
- August 2003 to Monterey, CA for language training.
- February 2005 to Fort Meade, MD for my permanent duty station.
- July 2006 a few blocks away to a new house because ours was being renovated.
- May 2009 to Columbia, MD where I lived with a friend after I separated from the Air Force.
- June 2009 to Wadsworth, OH when I moved back home.
- August 2009 when I moved from my dad’s to my mom’s, in Wadsworth, OH.
- April? 2011 to Girard, OH when I moved in with my boyfriend Chris ♥
- July 2011 to Clinton, OH where we have been since.
This is a lot of moving. This is a lot of change. Let me just tell you, when I was separating from the military, I fell off my rocker. I lost it. I was leaving behind my friends, my home, my doctors, my therapist, my job, my way of life. I didn’t have a place to live, a place to work, or health care. I. Lost. My. Mind… Luckily, it didn’t last long. I moved home and things were good.
Change. I hate it. I’m now possibly looking forward to yet another move which brings new neighbors, new neighborhoods, form changes, schedule changes, packing, unpacking, frustration, and excitement.
Kristen and I just started the business, Lotus Be Infertility and Miscarriage Awareness Foundation on October 1, 2012. I filed all of our paperwork with my current address. I will not only be moving cities, but counties. I’ll have to update paperwork with the new address I’ll have to re-file our vendor’s license with the new county. That is c-o-u-n-t-y and not c-o-u-n-t-r-y, which is what I filled out the first time. *I put that we lived in USA county and our paperwork was returned to us, unapproved. I’m in college; I’m a little educated, but the poor people at the Secretary of State’s office probably thing I’m super dumb. Oh well, we are approved now anyway. What? I can’t help I was so excited about what we were doing that I failed to thoroughly read what I was filling out…
I’m so super unfocused lately if you haven’t noticed. I have a million and ten things to do, but I am doing none of them. I should probably get back to work and stop babbling. Just for fun, ask Kristen about her Doctor’s appointment the other day… Oh and her dog learned a new trick! I hate change. Bananas.