Why My Mind Can’t Manage To Stay in the Present


My mind seems caught in a six-month time warp.

Even though I am going through each day, fulfilling responsibilities, meeting deadlines, completing routine tasks, my mind is not here.

It’s on a six-month fast-forward, caught up in anxieties and hopes and the frenetic logistics of moving our family yet again.

Last July my husband took a job promotion in Chicago. The kids and I stayed in Houston so our oldest daughter could finish her senior year here. The plan was to move our entire family after graduation, most likely to Chicago.

We’ve had news since then that my husband is needed in his company’s new Dallas office. So…we’ll remain in Texas. [mixed emotions there] He now commutes weekly between Houston and Dallas, and we are scheduled to move during the 2nd week of July.

Even though our move will now be only 3 hours away (instead of several states away), moving a family our size – with a house our size – is still a monumental feat.

As part of his relocation package, we’ll have movers pack and transport our things. We had the same arrangement for our move from Oregon to Texas, and although it sounds quite cushy, there are still many challenges.

Namely: deciding exactly what’s worth moving (again) and what needs to be weeded from our possessions. The movers may be packing our things, but I still have to unpack them, and what do I really want to find space for in a new, likely much smaller, home?

So I’ve been finding myself walking through my house, evaluating every couch and cushion, plate, book, photo, and more. Everything, big and small, is under the microscope.

Makes it hard to just live each day, feeling like that. And trust me,  I have enough “life” to occupy my every thought as it is. It’s making me a little crazy to try and fit two lives into each day: things as they are now, things as they need to be in six months.

And yet, I feel blessed to have this time to prepare. We’ve moved before with little notice, and that is tough as well. I need to make the most of this, even if it does make me feel chained to a fixed point 1/2 a year down the road. It’s a tug-of-war, to be sure.

Then there is the entire matter of where, exactly, we will live. Six months seems incredibly early to find an area we love, but I think we have. Which makes me anxious, too, because it’s not like we can put any applications in, pay any deposits, lay claim to anything at all. We have to hope opportunities will be open when it’s time to put everything in writing. That’s a lot of faith to place in the future.

My husband says these months will pass in a flash, and I’m sure he’s right. For now, though, I’m stuck straddling two distinct points in time and praying that the moments in between don’t wreck my nerves too much.

And don’t even get me started on what is coming in September! (two words: daughter + college. yikes!)


  • Monina Wagner

    Whoa! So you’re staying in Texas now and not moving west? And I figured you’re not moving to the midwest (which makes me sad BTW). So much going on and while it pains me to say (I kid, I kid), your husband is right. This is all go by quickly. In a blink of an eye, it’ll be Thanksgiving again, and you and your family will be grateful to have everyone around the table 🙂 Good luck!

  • Becca

    Maybe after the big move sending your daughter to college will seem simple. Good luck with it all! 🙂

  • I know you hate it here but I’m still sad you’re moving. I wish we had spent more time together. I went through exactly what you are going through before moving here…we knew for more than 6 months. I was just anxious to get it done and I couldn’t even put my house on the market or really shop for a new one for months. I went through and purged like crazy even though we had movers to pack AND unpack us and we were likely moving to a bigger house. It’s just a good time to free yourself of stuff and to evaluate what’s really necessary. Even now I find myself dreaming of downsizing, moving to a house half the size of our current one in the same neighborhood. I love our hood and our house but I would love not to have a mortgage too. I’m becoming a bigger and bigger believer in simplifying. Anyway I know you are anxious but I believe it’s all in God’s hands and you’ll get it all squared away, so I’m praying peace for you. 

  • Anonymous

    Moving is such a mental stressor. My family moved a lot and I know that we will need to move before Liam gets to middle school and I loathe the filtering process. We are trying to do some a little every month so that when the move does happen at some point in the future there will be less to purge.

    Sending you thought so peace in this crazy transition.

    And, college? Yikes indeed.