Amazingly, a year ago today we moved into our new (temporary) house here in Florida. Moving to a new place always distracts me. I have to unpack, learn a new city, make new friends, get into a new routine, etc. This move has been different in that we weren’t able to unpack everything because we are building a new house – our final dream house. We are in a house, but it just isn’t quite big enough for all of the wonderful things we’ve collected over the years. So, we built a garage on our new property which is packed full of many things I miss on occasion but I know I will see again one day.
I continued blogging when we moved here last year, but somehow things distracted me more and more, and I stopped. And soon I will have a huge distraction – I will start a full-time job in 2 weeks. I haven’t worked full time in a very long time. Since we moved so often with the military, we decided that I would stay home with the kids – which began 18 years ago when our oldest son was born. I had part-time work here and there, mainly when the kids were in school.
I can’t believe it has actually been a whole year. And so much has happened, and I did not blog about it. To pick up from last fall’s blog, the kids of course continued to their next sports: soccer, basketball, and soccer and my oldest earned MVP for the season. My sister and her family came and spent Thanksgiving week with us – that was a wild week with 9 people in our house. I decided to try out a little volunteer work and became the secretary of the Fort White Middle and High School PTO. I also decided to start a bunco group with my mil and sil and are slowly getting a group of us together once a month. It is a lot of fun to take a break from life and goof off a bit.
The new year started at the county science fair where my youngest won overall best of fair for middle school; he then went to regionals a month later and won the same thing. Spring sports were baseball, track and field, and track and field. All 3 lettered in the varsity sports they played, even my youngest as a 7th grader in track and field – he was so excited. In March, I became the mother of 3 teenagers when my youngest turned 13. He is nearly 6′ 2″ tall and may act like he’s 13 but looks nothing like it. During this whole time period, I searched for jobs and interviewed for 3. The day before my 40th birthday in April, I applied for one last job before my sisters and mother surprised me with a visit from their homes in Arizona and Louisiana. They all flew in and arrived at my oldest’s baseball game with balloons and presents in hand. The biggest surprise was that they had arranged for the 4 of us to go on a weekend cruise. It was awesome!
A month and a half later, I received a phone call for an interview at a local college for the position I had applied for the day before my birthday. I spent an entire day interviewing with 6 different people. I was told it would probably be 2 weeks before they’d make a decision – less than a week later, they called and asked if I’d like to join the team. The best part of it all, is that my boss-to-be is on vacation, so I don’t start for another 2 weeks. So I’ve had the chance to wrap things up around the house that I’ve been putting off, and I also get to spend time with my mother, who flew back in a month ago to spend part of the summer with us.
Many other things have happened over the past 8 months or so (we discovered my youngest has a freckle on one of his eyes, my daughter got her learner’s permit and is now taking driver’s ed, my oldest graduated from high school and got a partial scholarship to college, my kids earned straight A’s all year – except one B one semester from my youngest, our Corgi was hit by a car and died a week before his first birthday, we adopted a sweet abandoned American Bulldog puppy who fought parvovirus, and we are adopting another Corgi in a couple of weeks who is the half sister of our first one.)
And life goes on …