Honey... we need to talk

Doesn't that phrase always make you nervous? Yea, me too. So i haven't updated in a LONG time. In the couple of months of my absence, Luke and I moved to Chicago. He was offered an insanely awesome promotion and it was a mutual decision that we defiantly should accept and make the move to Illinois. So we did, we moved in September. You do the math we have been here for 5 MONTHS yea 5, only 5. So naturally when Luke walks in and says "Honey... we need to talk." I get freaked out thinking " oh my gosh what happened? did someone die? are we pregnant? why am i thinking we are pregnant? I would know before him. Did i do something wrong? oh gosh did I forget to take my hair out of he drain? he hates that. OH MY GOSH IS HE DYING?" haha my mind is a weird one. So after I say ok he goes on in the sweetest way..." I just want you to know how much I love you and how grateful I am for all that you have given up for me to follow my dreams, and for moving anywhere for me. I really appreciate all you have done for me." I get instantly freaked out and i'm a bit stunned so I just say" Um yea, you know I love you too and would do anything for you. Babe?" Luke:" Yea." Me:" Are you dying or something?" Luke literally began hysterically laughing. I was so not amused, still thinking the worst. After he has calmed down a little he proceeds to tell me that he got offered a job. Now I know what you are thinking...we just barely moved here, so was I. A couple of months before Luke got offered the promotion and we moved here to the windy city, Luke was interviewing for a job at a different company. He didn't get it and then he got offered the promotion at his current job so we thought maybe that was the right thing and we completely forgot about the other job. Turns out the boss at the other company did not. So Luke got a call on the way home from one of his business trips and it turned out to be *Mike from the other company expressing how wonderful and how perfect Luke was for a position that opened up and offered him the job over the phone. Luke said he was absolutely stunned and told him that he would have to think about it and talk to me and let him know. So he did just that. Apparently my hunny buns didn't even want to talk to me about it until he knew it's what he wanted. I had no idea he had got the call until 4 days after *Mike called him. I was mad when he said he had called 4 days ago but then hunny bee made up for it saying" Look I didn't want to tell you until I was sure it was something I wanted because it involves a move and I know how you feel about moving So I didn't want to worry you and add extra stress." For those of you who know, I have moved all my life. I have lived practically in every state. I moved 12 times before I was 10. I have lived everywhere and the thought of moving does stress me out. Why? because it's hard to make a connection with people when you will be gone before the school year is over.( referencing me growing up) It's actually very sad, Luke has all these childhood friends that he has known forever. Me? Not one. Well that's not true. I do have one, Kendra Leanne Robinson ( well now White because Kenny got married!!) but shes my cousin so does that count? My family never stayed in the same place long enough for me to make friends let alone keep in touch with any. But don't get me wrong I am so grateful for my hard working pappa. Yes he moved us around a lot but it was for good jobs and I am so grateful for all he has done for our family and I'm so glad my parents had a lot of kids because we are all the best of friends. We are the only childhood friends each other has and I am so grateful for them. So yea now you know why he didn't tell me and after thinking about it, it was very sweet. SOO anyway after we talked about it and weighed every pro and con, we are moving yet again. We just barely got everything unpacked. I mean I am excited for Luke and for this oppurtunity but I mean how many times do I have to move in my life? This will be my 26th move in my 27 years. Yea can you believe that? Honestly how crazy is that. Absolutely LOCO. But my dear sweet Luke I want you to know how incredibly grateful I am for you. You make life so much better. You are kind, sweet, loving,hilarious, super duper handsome, a great husband, a hard worker and my best friend. Thank you for running into my life(literally) and for asking me to join you on your adventure called life. Even though I don't like moving, I will go anywhere for you. Really. You mean the world to me. I love you. Your wife, Staci