Sometimes when change is imminent it feels a lot like nausea.
Something is going to change in the next week. It is either going to be a big change for our entire family or a smaller mental refocusing that will mostly effect me. Either way - we are waiting on news. Waiting on news is not something I'm particularly good at. There is turmoil in my stomach. The closest thing I can think to compare it to is waiting on pregnancy test results, but instead of waiting for three minutes I've been waiting for days. Actually a day and a half, but it feels like forever.
I had a job interview on Monday morning. More details for you if anything comes of it. The job would begin next Monday - in five days. It would be nice to know whether or not I'm going to work in less than a week, you know?
In the mean time I'll just be over here filling out back-to-school medical forms, readying PTO materials for meet-the-teacher day at my children's school, and keeping a list of appointments I have to wait to schedule until I know whether I need to schedule them around a job.