My family is moving. Again. I did this just a little over three years ago. Fortunately this time it looks as though we will be staying in the same place for a while. In the mean time, things around here might slow down a little. Or a lot.
In addition to the regular moving things, school just started. I can't exactly let that slide even a little bit or we will have a TERRIBLE year. It will be almost impossible to get them back on track if I let things slide even a tiny bit. And even more, moves in my husband's business happen fast. From the date we found out until he reports to work is six weeks, but I want the kids there for homeschool co-op so we really only have a five week turn around really. And we need to find a house.
I'm excellent at handling day to day stress. And even slightly extra stress. I've moved every 2-5 years my whole life so I'm actually pretty good at it. But there are several factors about this move that have ratcheted the stress up even higher than normal and several unknowns that need to turn into knowns very very quickly. And I tend to want to escape from everything with that sort of stress.
Not really. I usually want to run away to a blanket fort and read nothing but romance novels when this level of stress comes on. Though taking all the wine and dark chocolate with me to the blanket fort full of romance novels sounds like a plan. The end result is that I will not have the extra head space I need to read for review. Surely not while doing the books I'm reviewing any sort of justice. And I probably won't be reading any of those books anyway. There may be an occasional Top Ten Tuesday post or Shorter Musings round-up, but if there's nothing for a week or two, don't be surprised. I will be back eventually.