Coffee Talk
So I feel like I've had so much going on the past month that I haven't filled you in on. I'm not really sure today is the right day because I'm still not sure how I fully feel about either thing. I like to really process things in my head before I share them but I know writing about them will help me get there. So I can't guarantee this will be the last post to see about my ramblings.
Both are good things. Both are making strides in a forward direction. But still, change is hard.
We're selling our house in Pawleys. In fact we close in about two weeks. This is bittersweet for so many reasons.
I started my blog because of that house.
I bought that house with my fiance and moved into it with my husband.
I suffered a miscarriage in that house.
I threw my first grown-up dinner party in that house.
I got pregnant and brought home my first baby to that house.
We laughed and smiled and cried and lived the first two years of marriage in that house.
We packed up and moved our life away from that house.
Yet we still came back.
For Holidays and vacations and quick trips into town to celebrate friend's babies and marriages.
I feel like so much of myself was packed up and moved along with our boxes when we came to Richmond three years ago. Wow, three years ago. I've lived in Richmond as long as I lived in Pawleys Island now. But it was nice to have a piece to go back to. Something that felt less final and more of a transition, which I prefer. So even though it's been another baby and two houses and three years later, I feel like we're finally leaving Pawleys Island.
And now for the second nugget. I started a new job this week. A super flexible transition into the workplace no-suit required kind of job. But still, an official I answer to someone else job. I'm excited. I'm nervous. I know the babes are ready. I know I can be too. This job will only physically take me away from them a few hours a week really and on a very flexible schedule. If I could schedule that to be from 4:30-7:30 daily I'd have jumped ship years ago. Just kidding. Kind of.
Most everything can be done from home. Which isn't that different from my current routine in front of the computer. I'm energized by the idea of stretching my brain in a more consistent manor. I'm feeling invigorated by the idea of being useful to someone besides my family. Is that weird? I had a conference call yesterday afternoon where I got to exercise some of my expertise and I felt like a badass. I wanted to shout, SEE! I'm good for more than filling up soy milk bottles and cleaning up snacks!
If I'm totally honest, I wasn't remotely interested in "going back to work." I love my life and I love being a full-time stay at home mom. This blog here gives me so much. It fills my creative needs completely and fully validates my self outside of motherhood. I didn't go out looking for this job it just sort of found me. But I'm so glad that it did.
I know you're wondering what the heck I'm doing but I think I'll save the full extent of that for another post once I've processed my thoughts a bit more.
Both are good things. Both are making strides in a forward direction. But still, change is hard.
We're selling our house in Pawleys. In fact we close in about two weeks. This is bittersweet for so many reasons.
I started my blog because of that house.
I bought that house with my fiance and moved into it with my husband.
I suffered a miscarriage in that house.
I threw my first grown-up dinner party in that house.
I got pregnant and brought home my first baby to that house.
We laughed and smiled and cried and lived the first two years of marriage in that house.
We packed up and moved our life away from that house.
Yet we still came back.
For Holidays and vacations and quick trips into town to celebrate friend's babies and marriages.
I feel like so much of myself was packed up and moved along with our boxes when we came to Richmond three years ago. Wow, three years ago. I've lived in Richmond as long as I lived in Pawleys Island now. But it was nice to have a piece to go back to. Something that felt less final and more of a transition, which I prefer. So even though it's been another baby and two houses and three years later, I feel like we're finally leaving Pawleys Island.
And now for the second nugget. I started a new job this week. A super flexible transition into the workplace no-suit required kind of job. But still, an official I answer to someone else job. I'm excited. I'm nervous. I know the babes are ready. I know I can be too. This job will only physically take me away from them a few hours a week really and on a very flexible schedule. If I could schedule that to be from 4:30-7:30 daily I'd have jumped ship years ago. Just kidding. Kind of.
Most everything can be done from home. Which isn't that different from my current routine in front of the computer. I'm energized by the idea of stretching my brain in a more consistent manor. I'm feeling invigorated by the idea of being useful to someone besides my family. Is that weird? I had a conference call yesterday afternoon where I got to exercise some of my expertise and I felt like a badass. I wanted to shout, SEE! I'm good for more than filling up soy milk bottles and cleaning up snacks!
If I'm totally honest, I wasn't remotely interested in "going back to work." I love my life and I love being a full-time stay at home mom. This blog here gives me so much. It fills my creative needs completely and fully validates my self outside of motherhood. I didn't go out looking for this job it just sort of found me. But I'm so glad that it did.
I know you're wondering what the heck I'm doing but I think I'll save the full extent of that for another post once I've processed my thoughts a bit more.
