I spent the day unable to focus and in a fretful mood. We didn't hear back from the property manager about when the homeowner was coming or if they would meet us. Later in the day I emailed again and he just responded that they went by in the morning. He hasn't answered any of my questions about our lease renewals or if the homeowner is thinking about selling.
I feel sad and frustrated. I also feel conflicted. I don't know that the "right" or "best" next move is. Sometimes I feel like we just do what's easiest and most comfortable, which isn't really how I want to live. Part of me wants adventure and a new start. Another part of me thinks about how much work an adventure is and of how much I enjoy our life here.
It's hard not to worry and obsess about the options before us (especially since we don't actually know if our lease will be renewed). Thankfully, Nate and I have each other. We are good partners. We have a strong support network of people who love us (and who are stable, generous, and helpful). We can't see the future and even if we could, there isn't one "best" decision.
For now, I'll repeat my mantra (In this moment, all is well) and take deep breaths, and hug my family… and eat a pint of ice cream.