Moving Stress

I began panic mode last night about moving.  Being sick really set me back.  I still have things to pack and am beginning to think it's not going to happen.  Then of course, when I panic I start to think too much.  I just realized that in 32 years I have lived in 18 different houses.  That averages out to less than 1.8 years in each house.  Of course I stayed in some houses longer than others, but still...18 houses?  That's just plain depressing...perhaps I should have been born a gypsy.  I'm hoping with this new house we stay put at least until the kid is out of school.  I know I have to stay here for now, but when she's grown and at college, I want to move again.  There is no way I want to stay in this godforsaken state any longer than I have to.  I can reason with moving again because I really have nothing holding me here.  I don't have friends here really, my family isn't here, it's not like I'm part of really anything.  It's been hard living here.  I mean, after college where do you meet people?  The people I work with are a lot older than me, their kids are grown or they haven't got any.  Blah...enough of the Debbie Downer.  I have to get my head straight...maybe one of these days?
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In other news, I've been the postcard queen.  I still am feeling guilty about the kid.  She's still only received one postcard and three of hers have been received.  I got two more in the mail today.  They were just addressed to our address so I assumed they were hers since she's been waiting for some.  I went to register them and they actually belonged to me.  How'd I figure that out?  It wouldn't let me register them to her name.  The postcards I received were from China and France.  I also received one from Chicago this weekend.  I love the Chinese postcard.  I love seeing all the little characters, even in the stamped postmark!  I think it is so cool!

Anyway, I emailed all of my friends overseas earlier today to ask them if they would mind sending her a postcard. They are so kind! They all said yes!!! So she will be getting some one way or another.  Yes!!!  My friends overseas are the best!  I love seeing the joy on her face when she receives mail.  You would think the kid just won the lottery and would never have to work a day in her life.  It's so exciting just to watch her light up.
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Today was the first day back to work since last Tuesday.  I've been wondering all day what possibly went wrong while I was out and when the shit is going to hit the fan.  Why do I wonder this, you ask?  Well, my boss kept coming over and telling me today what a fantastic job I do and how much she really appreciates me and my work.  She told me how well organized I am and that I did a great job training our temps and the training materials were so good she published them on the web.  So....what went wrong while I was out and when's it going to bite me in the ass? 

I know I probably shouldn't think like that, but she NEVER comes over to my desk.  I could go a week without talking to her, seriously.  Her behavior today makes me suspicious, but I have to admit, it was really nice to hear those complements and be reassured that she does like how I work and approves of what I have been doing.  : )
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Today I am grateful for my daughter's ability to rebound from disappointment, that we have 3 more days until we move to a nice, quiet house, and that it's supposed to be nice out on Friday (fingers, toes and eyes crossed!).