So, as I’m flying from the high of yesterday’s big news, that both my husband and I have been hired at a private school in Pomona, California; but now begins the apartment hunt.
My husband has located a nice duplex within a few blocks from the school that looks like a nice little place to raise a family. He applied a couple days ago, and today we got the keys for the place.
I’m so excited that things seem to be looking up for us, and I hope and pray that things will continue this way.
My husband has yet to find a plane ticket for his return to Indiana, and then once he’s here, we have to pack everything back into our little trailer and then haul it all the way from INDIANA to CALIFORNIA. I’m excited about getting on with our lives, but at the same time, I am also dredding the drive with my son.
He has developed a little bit of a phobia from the car seat, since he was stuck in one for day after day, for five days straight on our last road trip. Ever since then, whenever we go anywhere in the car seat, he sits quietly for a very short amount of time, but then freaks out and everyone in the car knows it.
I’m hoping once the next road trip begins that we’ll have a lot more patience with his delicate situation, and he’ll be more relaxed and used to the routine. Wishful thinking, I suppose…
