Decisions, decisions

My last post was, admittedly, kind of a downer.   But, it expressed my real feelings and concerns I have for my children.  But, dear reader, I have been keeping a secret from some of you.   So now I must come clean.
My husbands department at work is being shut down.  All of the employees are being offered transfers to different departments.   Transfers to Chattanooga, Tennessee were thrown into the mix.   I asked Eddie to check into it.   If approved, Eddie would receive a moving package plus some living expenses.
Now, there are some thoughts that come to mind when I think of Tennessee, especially in the Chattanooga area:
Mountains.
Lack of snow.
Beautiful scenery.
No snow.
Barbecue.
Did I mention they only get about 2 inches of snow a year?
But, upon further investigation, we found out that there are some really good opportunities for Tobey as far as Autism schools are concerned.   Plus, in Georgia (which Chattanooga just borders to the north), the medicaid insurance covers ABA therapy.
We decided to make the move.   We were just waiting for Eddie's work to approve the transfer and let us know what the moving package would be. 
Unfortunately, as of this writing, we never did get an answer.  Not for lack of Eddie's trying to get the information.  
And then, Eddie was offered a job near our house.   And by near I mean a ten minute walk away.  And, the pay would be roughly the same amount he would get when he transferred, minus of course the excessive cost of gas we pay for Shaggy (our extremely ugly and fuel inefficient...vee-hickle...that's another blog for another day).
Well, we pressed Eddie's job again and again, but still, no information. 
And then, we went to Wal-Mart.
As we walked through the Christmas section, we realized how much stress we were under living in this Limbo, how much stress the kids were under, and how much we would miss our family.  
And, we would miss our Living Stones Family.
We decided that Eddie would accept the job in Plymouth and I would try to get a job, but we needed to stay in Plymouth.   In Indiana.   With the people who love not only us, but love our kids unconditionally. 
So that's the long and the short of it.   Mostly the long.  
But now, I have to figure out what i am going to do about the Jude-Monkey.  
And where the heck am I going to get some boiled peanuts?