In my last few posts, I’ve mentioned vaguely that life is crazy and topsy-turvy lately. That’s part of the reason I went from posting on a pretty regular basis in the winter to barely posting at all recently. I just haven’t felt like I could talk about it, but now, I’m ready to share.
I mentioned a while back that my husband Daniel was losing his job. For the past two years, we have worked in our home community, Daniel as a teacher and me as a school counselor. This year, some budget cuts happened, and our school lost the math teacher with the least credentials: Daniel. (Backstory – Daniel has been working on permit these last two years because although he has a master’s and some PhD work in math, he does not have an education degree. If he tried to get another teaching job, he would always lose out over someone certified in education, and though he used to think he wanted to teach, the past couple of years have resulted in him becoming pretty jaded about it.) The past few months have been spent figuring out what our next move would be come June, when school ended. The idea of law school has been rolling around in Daniel’s head for several years now, so when his position was cut, he applied and got accepted. We found out last week that he has been awarded a FULL SCHOLARSHIP, which is way beyond amazing and just a tremendous blessing, since we will be a one-income household for the next few years.
While all of this stuff was happening with Daniel, I was becoming increasingly stressed out and unhappy with my job. For the past two years, I have been the only counselor in a school of nearly 500 students, and it’s been overwhelming, to say the least. I started looking for other opportunities, and I found a job that will give me two other counselors to work with and a smaller student-to-counselor ratio. This job seems completely ideal. The only problem? It’s the opposite direction of where Daniel’s going.
Beginning in August, Daniel and I will be living in different places and staying with relatives. The community we currently live in, where our parents and much of our family lives, will be middle ground, and we will meet up here on the weekends. We will still attend our current church. This plan will allow us to save money, since neither of us will be paying rent or utilities. (Don’t get me wrong; we will help the people we’re staying with, but it won’t be nearly as much as we’re paying now.) The long-term plan is to be able to save enough money to buy a house when Daniel is finished with school.
This whole situation is bittersweet. I know we’ll both be happier with our work/school situations, we’ll have none of the stress of keeping house (which doesn’t get done well when we’re as stressed as we’ve been), and we should still be able to see a lot of one another. I know we will be fine at a long-distance relationship. We are tremendously blessed to have people in our lives who care about us enough to let us stay with them. But obviously, the downside is that we won’t live together, we won’t have a home together, and we have to delay our plans to start a family for a while.
I started this blog when we both got our jobs and moved back to our home community. My vision was to document my style evolution, and also to chronicle my life as a young wife with her first real job and the desire to make a cozy home. Well, the home-making part will be put on hold for a while, but I’m still excited about the opportunities that lay before me, and before us as a couple.
Life is crazy. Life is good. God is good.