Good thing, too -- because suddenly, I really have almost no idea where else my home will be.
My partner, the one who has been the primary wage-earner in our household, was laid off at the end of last month. Depending on where (or when) he finds a new job, there are many places we may end up living. We may stay right where we are. We very well may not. The uncertainty, the not-knowing, is hard. We're all doing our best to keep doing the next thing, to keep calm and strong and mutually supportive, but one way or another, we're all feeling the stress.
Here's the thing, though...if I hadn't recovered such a deep sense of who I am and what I want, I would be feeling a lot more stress.
I have a vision, a passion, a clear sense of myself. And that vision, thank goodness, is portable. No matter where we go, there I'll be.