I think eating ice cream directly out of the box is cathartic. It's good in a bowl, but for those moments when I need to enhanced comfort - I prefer straight from the box. We ate ice cream out of a box last night.
After celebrating that we are moving in August we found out that, never mind, we are moving in June. Just under 3 weeks before I'm due. Yuck. Okay, Wood's moving and the Navy won't stop me from going with him, even though I don't "have to" and am technically no "supposed to". So no fun, but we can deal with it, right? Here's the problem. Those at the top of the chain of command insist all of his class leaves in June. However, his
lieutenant who participates in scheduling isn't so sure they're going to be able to get them out in June. Which means we're supposed to make complete preparations as though we're leaving in June, and then they may change the orders 4 to 2 days before we're supposed to leave. I can move in June -it's the instability that caused an emotional melt down for me last night - hence the cathartic ice cream.
On a positive note, we're still going to Washington, same boat and all. Connecticut is only a 10 week stint, so we can do this. Washington is a much longer commitment so I'm grateful that's in place. I had a doctors appointment yesterday and the baby is very healthy, and she will come
regardless of where we are living - though she has strict orders not to come on the road while we move - thankfully it's not a long drive! So, I know things will work out but I am curious (and a little anxious) as to just how they will. But they will. Que sera, sera...........