CHANGE
I have recently moved houses (which also explains my blogging absence). "They" say that it is high on the stress list - right up there with death and divorce. I have moved before but it seems that I have blocked out the stress involved. It reared its ugly head this week. I was not prepared for it until it knocked me over. I remember thinking "somethings gotta give". Well, that "something" was my expectation and pre-arranged notion of how things were supposed to go. That "something" was my need to control everything. I had to give it up. When I did, I finally felt good about all this chaos.

Does it really matter if the boxes get unpacked right away as long as the kids can find their clothes and we can eat our food? Does it really matter if we have to rearrange the furniture a few times before we get it right?

Ask yourself "what really matters here" and "what is the worst possible thing that can happen". You'll be surprised at how easy it is to choose the easy way. The peaceful way.