I'm moving again!

Just when you think you've got things under control, something hits you that you didn't see coming. Is it because you're relaxed and have your eyes closed? It's easier to hit a target that's not moving? What?
When it was announced last summer that we'd be getting a new Stake Presidency at Stake Conference, I was mildly interested in the speculation, but knew that I had nothing to be concerned about. Stake Presidents and their counselors are typically called from the pool of Bishops and High Council members. No worries, Alan's not part of that crowd. So when the day came and the new names were announced, I was thrilled with the choices, but sad that we'd need a new Bishop. We LOVE Bishop Packard, and in the words of Sheryl Alderman, "the new Bishop has big shoes to fill". My response to her was that his shoes could not be filled, so we'd need some new shoes. That was before we got the phone call to meet with the new Stake Presidency.
So now I'm the Bishop's wife. Like I said, a shot out of nowhere! I knew when I married Alan that he'd be a Bishop at some point, but after 22 years, that thought was buried under years of raising a family, other church callings, softball, basketball, career, pulling weeds... all the usual "stuff". He got a "Handbook of Instructions", but there isn't one for the wifey.
I think that my job description is "Logistical Engineer". How I worked that out of a BA in Interior Design just shows how very creative I really am! It will take an engineer to create order out of our current state. But a house of God IS a house of order, and the inhabitants at this address are now put on notice: Mom's in charge because Dad is busy. So if you leave your stuff laying around you'll have to buy it back from me. I can't mix a messy environment with the need for a clear head.
It was going so well when I moved Brandon out of his downstairs bedroom and made the girls share until Heather left for college. It freed up Brandon's old bedroom to be an office/guest bedroom. What heaven! We've been able to have guests so easily. Well, that's easy for me to say, I'm not the one who had to sleep in that bed..... But still it was great until I realized that Heather would need a place to stay over the holidays and summers. Oh no! So I moved my computer and files into a corner of my bedroom as a temporary solution. And it better be REALLY temporary. I think my great office space will have to move to the loft. It can be done. I just need to figure it out.