I’m back! Allow me to fill you in on the remainder of my absence from the blog (I promise it gets interesting!)
I told you all about my awesome job at my friend’s antique shop, right? Well, thankfully he was gracious enough to allow me time off for an impromptu family trip out of state. We love to do family trips, often unplanned and spur-of-the-moment. My husband had picked Rocky Mount, VA for our trip. He went to a Bible school down there about a decade ago and has been itching to get back for quite some time. We left a snowy, 30-degrees-and-dropping New York for a twelve-ish hour trip to a 50-degrees-and-rising Virginia at the end of March. What a ride! Our poor son probably thought he’d be bound to the car seat for life. We made it into town just in time to catch everyone leaving the Wednesday night service and I’d never seen anybody so excited to see Mr. Delta! It was a very warm and welcoming experience, our dear friend Heather (check out her blog!) and her family even had us over the first night. I could learn so much from this dear sister, especially the art of impromptu hospitality! The remainder of the time we were there, we stayed in one of the gigantic, family-size dorm rooms of my husband’s alma mater and we got to sit in on some powerful classes at the school!
I forgot to mention that before we left for our trip, my husband had begun looking for work again as the season would be picking up soon and construction companies would be hiring again. That was cute. I don’t know if I’ve ever laughed harder than when I read a Craigslist post he found looking for a drywaller with 5+ years of experience, tools, and a truck to be paid $8/hour with 45 minute commutes. In New York. Where $8/hour could support a single person who didn’t mind his daily Ramen and never planned on paying rent and whose car ran on good vibes. My husband is by no means a job snob, but he really felt it was time for him to return to work and support the family financially again (in the meantime, he’d been supporting us immensely by being a great stay-at-home Daddy). So, he started looking into out-of-state job listings as we’ve been talking about moving out of New York since just about forever (can you see where I’m going with this?). I wanted New Hampshire, he wanted Texas, and neither of us was going to compromise as far as the extremes of temperature in those areas! So, he began looking into central Virginia, and wouldn’t you know it, he had lined up three interviews down there! So, while we were enjoying our time in Virginia, we were also taking mental notes on things that would effect our decision to move out of state. It certainly helped that each interview my husband attended went great and offered him work as soon as we came back down to Virginia for good. That’s right, I said for good! We decided to move to Virginia! But, I was not quick to forget that I still had a job and we had an apartment, our own bed, and a fridge full of food back home that we should tend to before we make our move permanent!
So, we turned tail and headed (somewhat reluctantly for my husband) back to New York to get going on tying up our loose ends there. My friend at the antique shop? I called him on our way back and told him I’d be coming to work the following Tuesday as usual. Before that happened, I’d been propositioned by a temp agency I’d worked for pre-baby to come and hold down the fort while they packed up the office as the customer had decided to switch to a new temp agency. Whaaa? It was almost like God had called me asking if we could use some extra moving money! In the interim before we were ready to move, I technically worked three consecutive jobs. I left my dear friend at the antique shop to manage the temp agency until its dissolution at the site. That, my friends, was a God job. I was untrained, technically unqualified, truly unworthy of the blessing this job was to me. I’d been picked because I’m adaptable, intelligent, friendly, (I’m just great!) but mostly because the guy who’d been doing my job had to be on a flight back to Louisville, Kentucky the Friday of that week. I’d never worked any sort of office job before, I’d originally been a temp for this company in a manufacturing plant! At any rate, it was a total blessing to get that job and it definitely helped to boost the Moving Fund!
Since the time I’d spend working for that agency was limited, I started working for another small-business-owning friend just before we were ready to move. He owns a brick-and-mortar military surplus shop and an online storefront as well and I helped to redesign his websites. I worked on-site on his laptop while he ran the store. If you know me at all, you know I have somewhat inflammatory opinions about our nation’s military-industrial complex, our internationally-enforced police state, government corruption, and a lot of other things that the military is currently charged with protecting. Working in a place like this was… interesting, to say the least. I purposed in my heart to be respectful and meek when it came to voicing my opinions in my workplace from the very beginning. After all, I wanted to keep my job! However, it became more evident that this job was not for me as time went on. I just about flipped my pancake when another new employee (a young girl going to the local community college) had tapped my last nerve and said that she’d studied eugenics at school and found it to be a very interesting and exciting field of research. Get. Out. I now knew how mu husband felt trying to maintain his cool and keep a Christlike attitude in a stressful workplace with fellow employees who really need a mute button! Needless to say, as the month of April came to a close, I was not heartbroken about leaving my job, but I certainly appreciated the employment anyway.
Our last step before we were free to go (not including explaining our choice to our family, that’s for another post!) was to hold a yard sale! My husband and I are now huge fans of hosting yard sales! It’s really low maintenance, you meet all sorts of people, and the best part of all? You can downsize your belongings by half or more and earn gas money! That’s why people yard sell, right? One thing I’ll tell you, though, is that I was not made for haggling. I don’t have the confidence for it. I can’t even send food back at a restaurant! My husband, however, seemed as though he was born to conduct yard sales. He had it all down pat: the smile, the wave to passing cars, the conversational skills and the ability to negotiate a fair price for our hard-earned junk! Little things like this really make me appreciate the man God’s put me with! The yard sale was a success! Yet another dear friend of ours (funny how God puts these people in your life in His perfect timing) offered to help us move the remainder of our belongings down to Virginia. She had a God job too (she wasn’t a Christian, but I don’t believe in coincidences), she worked for a rental car agency and therefore had access to a brand new minivan with free gasoline at any major airport! Flippin’ awesome, right? It was perfect, everything was aligned and it was just so undeniably obvious that we were meant for this move!
Oh, wait. Did I mention we’re having another baby due the end of this month? Must’ve just slipped my mind🙂 It’s funny, every time I’m pregnant we move, or every time we move, I’m pregnant. Great timing, huh? Anyway, we’re expecting another little boy (dad’s happy) on or around August 29th! That just about tops it, right? I’ve returned to my happy homemaking mommy station, and I’m very glad to be back and I can’t wait to fill you in on my adventures and musings. Stay tuned for some more mommy-oriented posts on cloth diapering, natural childbirth and midwifery, and more!
Many blessings and much love,
What’s for dinner: Kitchen sink Chicken Marsala!
Verse of the day: Proverbs 15:3 (KJV) The eyes of the LORD are in every place, beholding the evil and the good.