Transition

So living life in transition really sucks for a type A personality. I am normally in charge of everything, all is organized and my life runs relatively smoothly for the most part. Now do not get me wrong, I do not always know what will happen but I always have a plan or a plan B,C,D,and E.
At the moment, I have an apartment that is furnished with other peoples stuff. I do not have my bedding, my bed, or even my pillow. I take that back, Jeff and I smashed two of our pillows in our suitcases this last trip home.
So as not to sound like I am an ungrateful whiner. I realize others are in far worse conditions than we are, I know that my life is wonderful compared to others, but at this moment, I am frustrated and I want to vent. So if you do not want to read further, I understand.
I never thought that I was defined by my job, but I am. I miss not planning for a new school year. I miss not looking at school supplies and organizing my room for the tenth time in a day. I miss the anticipation of the first day.
I miss not having my lasagna pan. I can't eat lasagna and the tomatos at this time, but I miss making it for Jeff. I miss not being able to bake and have the stuff needed to bake in the pantry.
I miss my daughters, I miss my new son in law. I miss my dog and I miss my house. Okay, I feel better now. I have vented and now I am going to call three more schools for the tenth time to see if they need a teacher for the up coming school year. I am going to go get a sonic drink and drive through another neighborhood looking for a home to lease or rent. I am going to make every attempt to find some organization in my caotic life. Thanks for listening...