Okay, maybe unexpectation is not a word. Maybe I should say, "The Summer of Unexpected Things". Whatev.
I mentioned back in July that we were being hit with a swarm of highs and lows. The high of booking our vacation to the Olympics (I swear I'm working on a post about this); the lows of some unexpected and costly medical and otherwise bills. I also mentioned in the middle of that post that we had some big news regarding the husband's job.
Dave has always worked for a small company that has changed hands a couple of different times since he started there 11 years ago. With the last management change, the company is now based in a different city and although they are keeping the office open here, the team he is on is now out in the San Francisco bay area. Negotiation talks began and quickly we found ourselves looking to move. Yep, this girl who has lived in the same town her entire life was ready to pack up and head 3000 miles west. We had met with a couple of realtors here and had a timeline for when the house would go on the market. We had decided we would move in January and come back in the spring to work the remainder of photo booth events we still had. We started to clear out rooms by donating things and selling off other things. The wheels were in motion. Even though we were only a few days out from going to London, all we could talk and think about was moving.
But as our summer of unexpectation continued, everything changed....