The Ultimate Curve Ball

Recently, Master and I received the ultimate curve ball. We're moving. It's not a little move, either. It's several provinces away. And I have to do a chunk of the planning and decision making while Master is away. If we go by the timeline that has been provided to us and there are no changes (there are always changes but they aren't always good), he will be getting home (to the current location) in the latter half of June, and we will be in our new location in early August.

Currently, Master is away. Not a little way away, either. Like a long way, several provinces away. He's not due home until possibly as late as mid to late June. We are hoping that gets changed to the end of May but there are no guarantees. That means that we will only have a month-ish to plan the move and get everything figured out. I'm terrified.

Right now there are so many things to figure out. Luckily, because Master is military we will be able to have help moving and they pay for a lot of things but still, it's enough to drive me to tears. I am still trying to find out whether both kidlets will be coming with me. They have the chance to stay with my ex and are expressing an interest in doing so, which brings up mixed emotions.

Everything is in limbo at the moment. We can't do anything til we have talked to the relocation company. I'm worried that I will have to make important decisions before Master gets home. I know that rationally, I can adult and do the things that need to be done and that Master will be happy I am as capable as I am but it's still a very stressful time for the both of us.