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| Yes. I was collecting eggs in heels and a pencil skirt, because sometimes the different parts of life get blurry. |
At this moment I am sitting on my front porch, eating a tortilla smeared with refried beans and watching the sun set behind the mountains.
Life could be so much worse.
In the seven months since we have spoken, a lot has happened. I took a second job at a daycare, because I wasn't working much and I love kids and it happened to work out perfectly. I worked there for 5 months. I started out at a couple hours in the mornings, and then I started going back in the evenings as well, sandwiching my time at the office. Then I got busy, and I didn't like rushing myself out of the office every day, so I went back to just working mornings. Then I started opening for them, and then we kept getting busy, and by the time I quit (two weeks ago), I was working 6-9:15 at the daycare, and then 9:30-6 or 7 at the office; I was drinking coffee every day in between just to keep my eyes open; I had zero patience with the children, and not much brain power to be of any use at the office (which was why it was taking me till 6 or 7 every night to get my work done); I was nauseated for 3 days straight, there at the end, and I had a constant pain in my neck and shoulders to the point where it hurt to swallow. It was time to make a change. So I quit the daycare, and sold my soul to the law firm, which is another story in and of itself.
Jesse took a job, took another job before even starting the first one, left that job for the job he was planning to take when we first moved here, and is currently working in the mornings for Justin and the evenings at Nosler.
When I was working both jobs, I was getting up at 4:30 and he was coming home at 11, and we would literally go days without seeing each other conscious and/or in the light of day. Now, thank goodness, he gets home a little earlier, and I get up an hour later, and it doesn't kill me to stay up until he gets home, and he's actually awake when I leave, and it is much better. Like I said, life could be so much worse.
The coolest dude in the world got to come share some of our life with us last week! Long story short, my Uncle Chris is working over on this side of the mountain, and came to stay with us for a few days, and we spent our evenings sitting out on my front porch, watching the sun set behind the mountains, and face timing everyone we know.
Wait, what was that? My front porch? When did I get one of those???
Goodness, a lot sure has happened.
I won't try to sort through the details of how God gave us our house; honestly, it was confusing, and it gets mixed up in so many other stories, so let's just say that He provided, and it is everything we need. It's a 3 bedroom mobile home, nothing fancy, on 4.5 acres of dirt and rocks and scrub brush outside of Redmond. It's a half hour drive to get to work, but it came with a dozen chickens and a trampoline and two baby apple trees. Also a cat, but we ignore him in the hopes that he'll go away.
We had 20 people over the Saturday before July 4th, and about half of them stayed all weekend. It made the place feel like home. I can't tell you how wonderful it is to be able to have my family in my house. Call me crazy, but that's something I've been dreaming about for years. Maybe soon I'll get it together and give you a better picture of that weekend. It was beautiful. Homemade bread and smores and hiking and sparklers and alligators, and watching my siblings grow up in front of my very eyes.
There are so many more things to say....ahhhh!! But it's 9:00, and it's my bedtime, because I got distracted watching people dance on youtube....but I am just going to post this, even though it isn't finished, because it must be done!
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a goodnight!
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