Since we are super close (and also way too far away) to finding out, I don't know, EVERYTHING about the next few years of my life, I thought I'd clue you in to what's going on in my brain at the moment.
I am so calm. I am at peace. Whatever is supposed to happen is will happen. I've got this.
....I most certainly do not have this.
What if we move somewhere that is basically a frozen tundra and it snows all the time? I will die. Florida has made me weak.
That's silly. That won't happen. Calm down. Okay, better. I've got this. Maybe.
Yep, definitely see a snowy death in my future. RIP me.
Okay, this is out of control. Let's just stop thinking and go back to my tried and true method of dealing with stressful things: pretending they are not happening.
The anxiety raging in my soul cannot be healthy. Maybe I need to do more yoga.
Once again, I am back to being so calm and at peace with the universe and OH MY GOSH WHAT IF WE MOVE SOMEWHERE SNOWY.
...and repeat approximately 27,000 more times in the next eleven days.