It’s time to debunk/demystify/squelch any concerns/thoughts/rumors you might have from months of cryptic posts. I promised a story, and now that it’s come more than full circle, here we go:
Months ago I began pleading with the universe for change. At that time, Mike’s graduation was around the corner and we were looking for a new opportunity. Specifically, Mike wanted to put his Master’s Degree in International Relations to use. He applied to some killer job scenarios in differing places and the odds seemed stacked against us. Mike continued on his search and I continued to praise the high heck outta him. The state of the economy seemed to work against his job search, as did the timing.
A wee bit later, Mike, feeling frustrated, came up with a scenario I thought was the worst idea ever. But I stood by him. The thing is I love my job, where we live, having the privilege to drive a car, and our current lifestyle. I didn’t exactly agree, at all, with his brain-fart of an idea. (Sorry honey, I can trash it all I want now that I know it’s not happening!) It caused my anxiety level to rise, resulting in crazy dreams. However he was reaching and I wanted to help him get to his goal.
And this whole time I had my ticket to BlogHer12 and emailed my wonderful roommate with updates of “I’m going!” or “looks like I might not be going” and “find/don’t find another roommie.”
AndPlusAlso, enter the Great Migraine Challenge of 2012. That, by the way, was recently solved with a tiny, daily synthetic hormone you might know as The Pill. Go freakin’ figure.
We can all disembark from this crazy emotional roller coaster with the announcement of Mike’s new job! The One Campaign has a new member, who will be traveling often to reach into the Senate race. Cue a different anxiety and hysteria on my part, but at least this comes with an income.
Remember when I said something amazing simply had to be on the horizon? Well, aside from the random water damage in our condo, things are on the up-and-up.
Good things come to those who wait? G-d has a plan? Whatever cliche you want to apply to this story, I think the Facts of Life theme song pretty much wraps it all up:
to be livin’ up to your dreams
And suddenly you’re finding out
the Facts of Life are all about you, you.
Living in our nation's capital allows me to learn something new every day. So does teaching 2nd graders. My nose piercing and tattoos keep me from normalcy, while my job and religion keep me grounded.
