I like to remember that humble beginnings are good for a person, and that they often lead to big blessings down the road. Of course there is no shame in learning to live simply again. So with that thought here are some pictures of our little place. It isn't the Taj Majal, but it is nice enough, suits our needs, and is affordable, plus the owners do a good job getting anything done quickly that we need. It is a little slice of happiness.
Doug and I are very content to be in a space where having children will not only be possible, but comfortable as well. We figure we will stay here a few years while we settle in, get my PhD, and get Doug a better paying gig. We are very grateful for his current job at the hospital. The pay is not fantastic, but the benefits are, so we happily take it.
In the arena of Stacy, there is no job. Interviews have been few and far between, and they only hired people with PhD's or people they already knew. Needless to say, no job for me, but I am working a few possible angles, and have a lot of hope.
I have come to the conclusion that I am supposed to take a year off teaching to have kids (adopt, and maybe have a baby). Then I will be revived (not burnt out) for my PhD, and will enjoy this next year being exhausted by kids, but in a good way. Then I will love going back to school instead of doing it under duress.
I made a new friend this week. We have a lot in common, and I am very happy to have found her. Life is too short to not have good friends. In the realm of other lovely, and in this case, campy surprises. Doug and I picked up a couch this week, which is the long lost twin of my parents basement couch that I grew up with. Every time I look at it I am flooded with memories. It is like getting a hug from my parents, which is needed right now, and is just a lovely comforting smiley thing.
Yes, that means it is "Grandma chic" , but in the happiest way imaginable. Anyhow, it made my entire week when we found it. It is 90 inches long which means even my tallest brother could stretch out on it. (Computer Magus [my name for my bro] is 77 inches tall, so even he would be comfy). And because God IS in the details, the detailing on the couch is the exact shade of the carpet, and the flowers are the exact shade of my window in the front room.
Tender Mercies people ... God showers them.
All of this is to simply say that this has been a good week. And to be frank, it has more to do with my attitude of gratitude than the actual occurrences. I am in a better place, and that is good if I am to find a job.
I didn't include pics of the kids rooms since they are still in development. However, we do have the beds put together now, and our next goal is to find bedding for them. I have plenty of quilts and stuff, but I think we will have to find something lighter weight given the insane temperature readings here.
I will be concentrating on getting a rose for my patio next. I feel bad for my sweet friend who planted a bunch of roses and probably lost some of them to this heat. Triple digits for all but one day in over four months. 63 days straight, and one day break, then back to the triples for the last two weeks. I am turning into a self basting turkey!!
Everyone keeps telling me it isn't usually this bad. I pray that is the truth because this has been an adventure in heat strokishness. I have a tan ... yeah you heard me, a tan. I didn't think I could tan, but apparently the brief time I have spent in the car has given me a lovely light tan. I actually look pretty toasted like the perfect marshmallow (I like them light tan on the outside and melty in the middle).
I promise to write more later :)
Later all ya'll.
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