Is that a PDA in your pocket or are you just panicked?

I find that suddenly I am panicking about heading off to three years of school after which I have to find a job, build a career, keep my relationship strong, maintain my sanity, avoid going too deeply into debt and try to have a bit of fun out of it all.

After spending all these years trying to build our cabin in the woods and find a way of staying in this remote heavenly place, which we have now achieved, we are suddenly thinking of uprooting so that S isn’t stuck in her job forever and I have some tangible skill to offer the world instead of trying to cobble together contracts doing things I don’t know how to do but am willing to try, for which amazingly, people have occasionally been willing to pay me.

Are we stepping up to an exciting new adventure or embarking on a foolish feat that will only serve to disrupt and disorient our, not perfect but pretty damn fine as they are thank you very much, lives?