And now a word from our other Jean

Jean 3, we've mentioned her before, has graciously allowed us to use some of her emails to post due to the request we have made to allow us to share her with you. She and her family travel the country while her DH works on building projects. She has been in California since March and is about to move more Midwest. Here's her latest update:

Life here is good. I'm still feeling a little out of sorts about the upcoming move. I always get like this (that pit in the bottom of my stomach, like "maybe I'm forgetting something important, but don't know what feeling"). I hate to voice my feelings of funkiness, though, because we chose this lifestyle and it seems like "sour grapes" to complain. But transitions are hard on me when so much is up in the air. I always settle down inside when we get to where we are going, and have been there a week, or so. I know this is what we need to be doing right now, but this "in-between" stuff causes me to question our decision. All my fears bubble to the surface. God always takes care of us, though, and that comforts me. I guess I shouldn't fear any life situation, for the knowledge that he won't leave us, no matter where we are (home or on the road). But I do... One more sin to ask forgiveness for.

On a lighter note...I've about run us out of the trailer with stuff for the booth back home. (note from Jean 1...Jean 3 is an avid craft/artist that has a booth at a flea market locally. She is really talented and finds so many wonderful things) I've been garage-sale hunting like crazy, trying to supply Toni with enough stuff to last for a while. I miss working the booth. The "thrill of the hunt" feeling is a very powerful drug. I have really been enjoying stocking up, but the cabinets and table can only hold so much. LOL

Ty went to the driving range with DH for the first time the other night. He was so excited to go (he has a few small clubs just his size), but when he got back he was a little sad. They had been there quite a while and were getting ready to leave when he asked DH when they were going to the driving range. DH laughed and said "That is where we've been". Ty said "NO, I mean the DRIVING RANGE, you know where you drive those little cars around!" Poor little guy...He thought the "driving range" was a golf course with golf carts and he was going to get to drive one. I feel bad for him. I remember being disappointed like that when I was a kid, getting confused by words and figures of speech. The biggest one was when we were driving over the Golden Gate Bridge, and I realized it wasn't made of real gold..Worse yet, it was painted red. "They could have at least painted it gold-colored", I remember thinking.
Oh, it's a cruel world out there!!! LOL
Have a super day...............LOVE, Jean 3