Limbo

A little over two weeks ago I started my new job in Houston. Last week, my daughter registered at her new elementary school in Houston. Both vehicles are now EZTagged, which lets us zip through the Houston toll roads. I've finished my first group ride with Northwest Cycling Club. We're settling in, but not completely -- we don't have a home.

Fortunately, Victoria's cousin lives in Houston, has a large home, and a generous heart. She's allowing us to stay with her, so we've moved in to two of her upstairs bedrooms. Meanwhile, the house in McAllen was put on the market the week I started my new job. Speedo is providing some periodic housesitting services, which is much appreciated. My parents are temporarily keeping Eric (our outdoor cat), and Victoria's parents are keeping Riley (the indoor cat). Although I know we've covered the bases for now, until the house sells I'll feel like we're in limbo.

Limbo might be synonymous with unease, but in our case, it is assuaged by my finally being employed, but more importantly, by having family and friends that are so extremely helpful. Thanks, ya'll!