The process of getting moved is always stressful but God must've known that with a newborn baby and another two kids, I was gonna need help. A lot of help. And that is exactly what God provided along with many other blessings that made this whole move possible.
Mr. G originally applied for just a regular job at this plant down in southern Illinois but after they looked at his resume they saw where he was going to be more qualified for a different job/an even better job that went right along with his degree. This job had amazing hours, great benefits, great pay, wonderful vacation time, and would be a job that Mr. G loved doing. He applied and we waited, and prayed. After more than a month Mr G got the call saying that he was hired. We were absolutely thrilled and we knew that it was a blessing from God. We were then told that Mr. G started work in just two in a half weeks and that we needed to find a place and be moved in by then. We looked and looked and prayed and prayed and it started seeming like we weren't going to find a place to live in time. About a week and a half later a friend of mine told me about a house next to where Mr. G would be working. We looked at it and loved it and after another few days we got word that the house was ours to rent if we wanted it. We most definitely wanted it. We also got word that Mr. G's new work would pay for movers to come pack us up and move us and unpack us at our new place. We couldn't believe the blessings and miracles that we were seeing. Everything was working out perfectly. The only other thing we needed to work out was for our previous landlord to understand us getting out of our lease in order to move. After talking to the landlord he decided that we would have to continue to pay rent for our previous house unless we found someone to rent it. God worked again. Just three days after we moved out someone else started renting our old place and we were free from having to pay that rent. Praise God. Things could not of turned out any better. Doors were opened at just the right time and now we have Mr. G working a job where he is home by 4 or 5 every night. We get to have family dinners together, he will get to see his kids play t-ball this summer, he is around so much more than we have ever had. We are praying that we never take this blessing for granted.
So, luckily, we didn't have to do very much in the packing process. We basically just organized things so that they could pack them up easier. I knew that I hadn't gotten around to recycling my plastic bags lately....but when Mr. G pulled them all out I had no idea I had that many. Poor guy was swimming in a sea of plastic bags for a while. Luckily, we got them all wrangled and put away for recycling.