It's now 1:29 pm. Any minute, my husband will get a phone call letting him know whether or not he is laid off. His partner was laid off in June, and we were safe for the time being, but knew more layoffs were coming in the future. I have a flood of mixed feelings at the moment. Our time here has been wonderful, and it would be sad to leave. But before we came here, we said this would be our stepping stone; the foot-in-the-door, being his first job out of college. The gateway to bigger and better things! I didn't plan on making such great friends and actually loving the community. I didn't know how attached I would be my church family. It's great to tell someone, "I'll be there in 5 minutes," and really get there in 5 minutes (well, 7 or 8 if there's traffic). I never imagined tumbleweeds and dust and flat land and stinky tap water would feel so much like home...
Alright, when will that darn phone ring, already?
Well, it's now 1:39 and hubby's just informed me that he's still employed. I can breathe again! Guess we're here a bit longer, so far.
Ok, I am the blogger of this blog, and I've yet to post pictures of myself. There are two reasons for this... one, the weight gain from 3 pregnancies have made me a less than willing subject. Call it vanity, shame, whatever. Two, I'd rather look at pictures of my kids than myself. Then again, recording history, for the sake of posterity, blah blah blah... so ok, here are two recent shots of me. One with Sugarplum, the other with my sister. Deep breath. There, that wasn't too painful after all.
