Why is everything going wrong?!

This has just totally been the week from h-e-double-hockey-sticks. Things got started Monday with my unpleasant doctor appointment and the girls getting sent home from school (along with about 20 other kids) for head lice...yuck. Then Tuesday Dr. Shaibani's office called to say that Erin's lead test from the other day had come back alarmingly high and I needed to take her back, and have TJ and Karry tested as well. Which yesterday we did, only to be told that our house has a lead problem and unless we can get the landlord to remove all the lead paint and lead pipes (which can cost a LOT of money) we will have to move. As if moving all our junk wasn't a nightmare enough the first time--I just finally got most of the boxes unpacked!--and we have no idea where to go. We love this house! We had even considered buying this house. And I feel horrible because Ed was initially hesitant to move here since it was so old, he was afraid there'd be problems, but I was the one who really pushed for us to take the house. I was thinking of the kids; how they'd be in a better school, closer to their friends from church, having a yard where they could play with no one bothering them. Now it turns out that this house I thought was so wonderful for them could really be making them sick. And if it is, where will we go? The thought of moving back to the apartments in Warren makes me sick, and having to put the kids back in rotten old Warren schools. But I'm just afraid we can't afford anything out here...most of the houses rent for way more than what we're paying here. I mean, Jeff and Karen live right down the road in a house owned by the same guy and they're paying about $100 more than us. That was the reason we moved to those apartments when we first got married, because we couldn't afford anything else. We planned to live there just until I was done with college and working and then we could afford something nicer. It wasn't such a bad plan back then, in fact the thought of moving back to Warren is almost a relief to me. I have felt at times that we don't really fit in out here, and if we moved back to Warren money wouldn't be so tight either. But the girls love it here, Ed loves it here--it reminds him of living in Lordstown again, which I know he has missed. We have to try to find someplace else here to live. I just don't know what to do. I am desperately trying to find God in all this, trying to figure out what His plan might be. Is it that He knows we were in over our heads with this house, with trying to pay the bills, and that we were too proud to admit that on our own? Is it that maybe there's even a worse problem than lead in this house and He wants us to get out before something terrible happens? One way I see God in this situation already though is the fact that I wasn't able to get pregnant all those months that we tried--lead is especially dangerous to small babies and pregnant women. So there's one little blessing. I'm just going to keep praying, keep my faith, and know that everything happens for the best. God is in this situation, working His will, and I just need to remember that what He does is for the best...no matter how crazy it seems at the time.