So… I didn’t update
Well, I didn’t update last night. Glaringly obvious. However, I am sure if I think about it long enough I can come up with some excuses to explain away my not updating.
For example, when I got home (from school) Erin was already there and lying on the sofa. Which is interesting as our collective agreement (unless you are sick and can’t feel anything anyway) is that is not the most comfortable place to lay prone. However, it appeared that work (which is going well) drained her of all energy – which might also be a byproduct of a pregnancy… anyway, when I got home she wanted to know when we needed to leave to get to an appointment we’d set up for that night.
I thought 30 minutes was more than enough time to drive from Provo to Springville and places south and I was wrong.
We left. I drove. We went to the Interstate, me thinking, “Direct route is the best route,” and spent the entire time driving behind cars that (I would expect) drove painfully slow.
In their defense, it was snowing, the roads were covered, and Erin didn’t want me to drive very quickly anyway. Something about fishtailing or something or other and feeling nauseous and being pregnant or something.
Actually, I do know exactly what was said… and I do know that I changed my driving habits to allow Erin a bit more comfort while charging around in the snow.
Anyway, the outcome wasn’t so much the adventure, bur realizing that the place we went to look at didn’t meet our needs. Oh, sure, it met all of our needs, but as we discussed impressions and what we experienced while doing a walk-through, neither of us felt comfortable. The outcome, we thanked them for showing us the apartment, Erin picked up an application, and then we drove home.
So, to take a step back, we are starting the process of finding some place new to live. We are of the opinion that we need extra space for an extra body and all the things that accompany an extra body. That proves to be interesting, as well… the things that accompany midgets. Though, on the flipside of that, I am not really certain what all accompanies midgets; just that they have additional things like “changing stations” and “diapers” and “socks” that never stay on and lots of other things.
As a result, you don’t combine midgets with offices. Especially when considering that I have a tendency to spend late nights in the office when I am not able to sleep (happened once this week already).
The outcome is over the next several months we will start looking for a new place to live. We are looking for something along the 3-bedroom range. A place for Erin and me, a place for baby and midget things, and a place for an office. This should be a lot of fun, if’n you ask me.
Regardless, changes are in the air. They just FEEL like it. In the air.
On top of that, I announced last week that all of the jobs had been offered to other people, started a new round of applications and interviews, and was offered a new job today. That was exciting, for me, even though this is a serious (financial) move backward. Regardless, Erin is working full-time (for now) and I know that whatever else is going down we will probably be fine.
As a result of the many changes in our lives, I have turned in my notice to quit my job and have accepted a new position on campus. Essentially, I will be editing, changing, and testing webpages for the School of Education.
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