I quit my job, and moved with no clue as to what we were really going to do, and moved to Oregon to put my family first yesterday October 2nd 2009. I knew that somehow the money would come.
I knew that we would have to live with my in laws for about 4 months until we could find a house that we liked, because they have a larger house than Nana Tantrum, and she has a houseful with Brother Tantrum and his two kids there (he is going through a divorce, and it is not nice, so he and his lovely babies are staying with Nana who is helping to look after them) it would be very crowded with us.
I found out last night when I arrived here that will be a bit longer...more like until early summer, that we will be staying here. "To make sure that the new store is stable" which is a bit scarier for me than before. But I will be strong, and cut some more corners, and learn to live in a house with 9 other people 5 cats and 2 dogs. I will learn to cope with the noise and the mess and the chaos, because at least it is family.
I am excited about returning to school. (Even if Papa Tantrum snorts that it is only "Beauty School") To get my esthetician's license as well as my "nail" technician's license. I think these will pair nicely with my LARGE aromatherapy and massage knowledge to make a very marketable salon or spa worker. It will also help the 6 months here pass a little more rapidly with somewhere to be and studying to do. Plus I am a bit of a "spa whore" and a "product whore" being the first of my friends in middle school to try the mashed banana on the face, or the mayo and honey in the hair trick. I am also the first to try new makeups or order products that cost more than a new kidney from Australia because they are THAT GOOD.
Excitement and fear are abounding here. I will be keeping you updated REGULARLY now that I have a computer again. I thank you for your prayers and your kind words through this past spell of chaos. Mr. Tantrum and I are working toward a better place, because after all, 11 years is a long time to just put in the trash. It is hard work, but well worth it, either way. Bacon loves kindergarten and is doing well. He is also loving being with the extended family. It has mellowed him more than I anticipated. And that my friends is a very good thing.