Why we're here

So all the traveling. Daniel (he thinks it's funny that I've been calling him "the husband") has a project in FL that requires him to be here a lot. Since we homeschool we've been able to come with him some. We've been here for 2 weeks at a time over the past 3 months. Then we go home for 2 weeks and come back for 2 weeks.

And while in theory 2 weeks in FL in the winter sounds really great....sometimes it's just not. We're in a 2nd floor apartment. Much better than a hotel obviously. But a 3yr old and a 7 yr old in a 2 bedroom, 4 room apartment? Not easy. There's not much room to run around and they can't really run around and be loud since we're on the 2nd floor.

And I'm lonely. (pity party, table for 1) I miss my friends! Not that I see them every day at home or even always talk to them every day. But I know that I can if I want to, ya know? I know I'll probably see somebody I know if I go to Target or Chick-fil-A. But here? It's kind of odd to be in a city for 2 weeks, go places, eat out, whatever and never see anyone you know. Except for the ones you brought with you. Who are honestly getting tired of only seeing YOU too.

The kids are actually better this trip than others. On the other trips, they weren't very well behaved. Arguing a lot, with each other and with me. Lots of drama. Which makes the already emotional mama feel like her head is going to spin off her shoulders. Anybody with me?

So...after all the complaining, are you still with me? Because I've been praying that the Lord would show me what I'm supposed to be learning from all this. And y'all, He is showing me.

---another reason for the "reasons it's cool to homeschool" list
---my kids are fun to hang out with (who knew?)
---I actually like driving around new places and investigating things
---it's almost fun to clean a tiny apartment that doesn't belong to you, although I don't know why

Finally, (well not really. I think I could write forever about what I'm learning)but...Finally-in-terms-of-this-post, my sweet Lord is showing me that even though I think I rely on Him, I really don't. I tend to rely on Him when I'm at the end of myself and what I can handle by myself. And people, that has been almost every day of this journey. It's just too much for this control freak, comfortable in my little box, like things the way I like them, girl. We fully believe the Lord blessed (yes, blessed) us with this opportunity for D's work. We prayed about it and fasted over it and talked about it and finally decided this was what we should do. And NOW I think He's given me a situation that is TOO big?

Well, it IS too big for me all by my little self.

But nothing is too big for my God.

And THAT, my friends, is the moral of this story.