14 Days, 18 Hours, 15 Minutes and 59, 58, 57,56....

This is not much time at all..

This afternoon I spent approximately 30 minutes looking for jobs in Canberra. I know that 30 minutes isn't really a long time, but I had, had enough looking and started feeling a tad overwhelmed about moving.

At night I go to bed and I lie there imagining what life is going to be like for me in Canberra.
Each night I imagine something different..
One night it will be the most amazing scenario where I walk in to the church that I will end up at, look toward the stage and see my husband and live happily ever after;
and then the next night I think up the worst scenario ever, where I end up with no friends, no job and practically staying in my bedroom 24/7 (except to get food and drink, or to pee.)

But in 14 days, it will be a reality.

I'm unsure of what to expect, but I am excited to see what God has planned for me during this experience.

This is our new house :)