I have been scolded for not being a better blogger. I have so much I want to tell, yet at the same time nothing to tell. Does that make sense???

We are looking into moving. Jason is thinking about going back to school, if he does then we'll need to downsize. No, we are not selling any children. Just looking into an older home. Still 3-4 bedrooms, just not with the hefty rent we pay now. It'll be really hard for awhile. I'm honestly not sure if I'm ready. I'm trying to be really supportive, but it's hard. I'd be the majority of the income for 11 months. Jason would get his GI bill but it's not the same as a regular pay check. I need security. It's been a LONG time since I've had it and it's wearing on me. I need Jason to want to go to work, and to like his job. Maybe even love it. I need to know that everything is going to be OK. I feel like my life is in constant upheaval. I hate that. I feel like I have no control over anything and that any minute the floor is going to be pulled from underneath me. Overwhelmed doesn't even scratch the surface of how I feel. I want a break. A long one. From all of it.