Well, DH came home from work last night, handed me a pack of batteries and simply said "I didn't get the NC job". Boom. Ugh. He said he didn't know how to tell me, so he just blurted it out.
So now, we're not moving. We're going to dig our feet back in here in PA and try to stay positive about how we'll get to NC some day. Dh wants the opportunity to really be the right one and maybe the job he didn't get wasn't meant to be. Going back to the old saying... If you wanna hear God laugh, tell him your plans.
In a weird way, I'm relieved. I can now just focus on living for today, not the future. We now know we're definitely coaching soccer all season (until early June), the boys are finishing up school here, we will plan vacations from PA as the start point, I can get back out in the gardens and know I'm cleaning them up for myself not just to sell the house, we're going to put wood flooring in the main floor of the house (Something we've wanted to do for years now), etc... Part of me likes knowing we'll "just be here" for awhile.
I'm not looking forward to having to tell a few people & I know DH feels the same way. My parents, DH's mom and my stepdaughter, Sara, will all be very disappointed since the move would have put us so much closer to them. It'll happen, when it's the right time. We just have to be patient for now.