March 8, 2011 by Heather
It doesn’t quite have the same ring as Moving Monday, but it will have to do.
Today I had my first bought of what I would call a bit of nervousness regarding our move. For some reason while I was drinking my coffee this morning I got really worried about us finding jobs. I don’t know where the worry came from, but it came. Thankfully, like most worries, it eventually went away once I started doing things around the house. The thing is, I don’t want us to just “get by.” I want us, both of us, to really thrive and find jobs that we love.
I know that we might have to do whatever it takes to pay the bills for a little while until we can find real jobs, but oh how wonderful it would be if a couple of super awesome (well-paying, perhaps) jobs came our way. I’ve never had what I would call a real job. I’m not really sure what I base the realness of it on, maybe something that doesn’t pay by the hour. Something that actually requires the college degree I worked so hard to obtain. Something I can truly be proud of.
2 months from tomorrow is the tentative date we have set to move. 8 weeks. 56 days.
In other news, Andrew used his pound of ground beef tonight to make himself some tacos.
He ate eleven of them.