PCS=stress!

PCS, for my civilian readers, means Permanent Change of Station. In other words, moving. We are moving about 1,500 miles away from where we are now.

That's a long way.

I never intended to accumulate, but I am afraid I did accumulate books while we have been here. Occupational hazard, I guess (that occupation being voracious reader and book reviewer!).

The girls (ages 13 and 10) have done a great job of downsizing their toys and belongings, I think. We've outgrown a lot of their books and games since we've been here. Last summer we had a huge sale; this year, I'm planning another.

I am stressed out, mainly because we are going to be listing our house for sale in the next week or so. That means, nice neat house. I joke my house is decorated in 21st century clutter. That's not conducive to showcasing a house :)

So, that's what's going on here at the chaplain's house. I hope to write more in the future about how we got here, and how God has worked in my life.

For now, though, I'm going back to cleaning the house.