This week, by Wednesday or so, we will know when they are flying us to North Carolina. This trip is so that we can drive around and get a feel for the area, look at houses, towns, neighborhoods, all that.
We might be flying commercial, but if there are enough people going, we will be able take the corporate jet. Yes, the corporate jet. This jet is new and can fly nonstop, as opposed to the other five that have to make a pit stop. ***eye roll*** They have jets...plural. Then they should be able to compensate me for what I am losing. I have no idea how I will hold my tongue four 5 hours. I am sick to my stomach every day, I cannot even look at photos from Rosemary Hill right now, I have not been up to the garden since hearing this news. I feel like I am betraying all of my plants and animals outside.... someone else will come in here and care for them? Really? Nothing is set in stone. Maybe there will be some miracle that happens, I have no idea. I'm assuming they will end up buying our house, but I don't know if they do that anymore. So, then, what... I stay here in my packed-up house waiting for someone to buy it? For how long? No one at my husband's company cares about me, or my plants, or my animals. They don't care about my new kitchen, about the solar system we installed, my plans.... So I will take care of my kids first, and figure out the rest later. I will be fine, but they owe me. They all owe me for giving up my world and trading it for an unknown one. Except that they don't care.
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