There is so much to get done, yet my energy has been zapped. This cold is taking the life out of me, yet I can feel it getting better little by little.

Part of me is scared for it to go away, because then it will truly be time for the job search.

There is so much to get done that I could put it off for weeks- between bills, and cleaning, laudnry, dishes, and errands... but I know that it would only be an injustice to my family and myself.

I know this will be a good change for us. I know that in time, I will adjust to new surroundings, and establish some new friendships. But I still have a huge sense of foreboding.

I don't want to give this up.