Free family to a good home

So we have less than three weeks before we close on our current house.  We had initially hoped that we would find a new home prior to the closing.  I realize now that I might be asking for too much.  We have yet to visit one house that is on our list.  However, this weekend we will meet up with our agent in the hopes of finding a place to lay our heads for at least the next few years. 

I am finding that I have been stressing a lot more about this relocation than I anticipated.  For starters, I have been having these crazy dreams in which I am looking for a house, but can't find one.  In these dreams I have a hard time figuring out which prospective house I left Liam and Eric at.  I can't find my clothes.  The dogs are missing.  But then I can't remember whether we actually have dogs.  And sometimes we are staying at one of those extended stay places that looks like my college dorm room.  I realize that one way or another, things will work out.  But I really would hate to rent for a year if we can't find a place.  I can't even stand packing for a vacation, much less packing up our entire lives twice in one year.  While I don't want to regret rushing into the wrong home, it is slightly tinged by my growing laziness in this area.

Until I know where my forwarding address will be, I might be a little bit of a wreck instead of the zen mama that is willing to camp in a friends backyard and bathe my family by way of garden hose.  Keep your fingers crossed for this weekend, and please pray that I have patience and wisdom during this search!