We knew it was coming...

My husband got the call last night letting him know that his assignment was over.

I expected it, but deep down I had hopped he'd get extended for an additional 3 weeks. We could have used the extra money.

So now he is without a job until we move. Unless the temp agency comes up with something for him. But we're not worried about him trying to find another job right now. He is going to be focusing on getting everything packed, sold, and cleaned.

Its good in a way, because it will take some of the stress off me. But I look at the financial side of things more than anything else. And any extra cash is always good to have. We are saving every dollar we can because we don't yet have jobs in AZ. I hope (and pray) that we find them quickly. Otherwise we might be making the long trip back to IL (that would stink).

Things are quickly falling into place. We have the truck rented. A hotel booked for our first week there. We've both been putting out our resumes like crazy. And these next few weeks should go fast.

This weekend we go to St. Louis for a business seminar. Next weekend is our nephew's first birthday, which I will have to miss to attend my Aunt's wedding in S. IL. The weekend after that we will be home. Then the weekend after that it's back to S. IL to see my CTBS (Closer Than Blood Sister) and her baby for the first time. Then it's Memorial Day weekend, and our goodbye party. And the weekend after that we load up the truck and head out west. Literally.

Whew. I'm tired just thinking about all the travel.

I think the hardest part is not knowing what will happen after June 1st. I mean yeah we have a hotel and I've looked at several apartments online. But we still don't have anything solid there. It's like everything leading up to moving is in a brightly lit tunnel, but after June 1st the tunnel is pitch black. Waiting for someone to turn the lights on. Or to at least walk by and alert the sensor.

I guess that someone will have to be me...