I’m normally a light and shiny kind of person, but this week, I had to do two things that made this move real and made me a little sad. I had to put in my resignation at work and my notice to the children’s daycare that December 30th would be their last day. Both were pretty intense and just seemed way to “final” for me.
I’ve been at my company for 10 years. I would be lying if I said every moment was joyful and that I’ve loved every minute of every job I’ve held, but it would be a bigger lie to say that I’m not thankful for the time I have spent at such an awesome company. It has been rewarding, stressful, enriching and so much more. I have learned so much about both me and how a fortune 500 company SHOULD be ran. I’ve learned what it means to truly have ethics in business and believe in the company for which you work. I’ve also learned what it means to love the people you work with and how sometimes, those people not only help you make it through the work day, but through life. My fellow employees have been there for me not only when I am overwhelmed by a project, but also when I’m overwhelmed by life. With a husband in the military and 4 mid-east deployments under our belt, that support has been invaluable. There is my work neighbor who is always willing to lend an ear and share a tear; my Work BFF who I can always count on for an asinine response to my griping and her “sincere” sympathy; my boss, who originally promoted me to an analyst and who I am so glad that we ended up back together before I have to move; my friend R, who inspired me to do Iron Girl and the group of girls who helped me survive both the training and the event itself; my dear friend J, who even though I don’t remember her from training, I will never forget. Who else can instantly cheer me up with bubble gum cigarettes and website filled with de-motivators?
As for the notice at the daycare, I’m sure for most, this would seem rather inconsequential, but for me it was huge. I have been counting on the wonderful people at the daycare to be a second mom to my children for over 6 years. Had it not been for Ms. Bonnie, I’m not sure I could have ever continued to work after my first child, much less do it again with my second. With my first, I think I cried for a week, but with number two, I knew I was leaving him in the very capable and loving arms of Ms. B. and while I missed him, I didn’t worry for a second whether he would be cared for and loved the way I wanted him to be.
So this week I put those last dates on paper and signed my name, I couldn’t help but feel a little sad. I feel as if I will be leaving so many wonderful things behind. In some ways I wish I could just follow the advice I give my daughter when she trips because she isn’t paying attention and say, “Look where you are going and not where you’ve been.” I am trying my best to focus on the adventure that is coming up while remembering that the places I’ve been have prepared me for what is lying ahead. In the mean time, when I catch myself being sad, I’ll just pull out a candy cigarette and let my inner child imagine the fabulous things to come.
Friday, December 3, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
On the Move...
I’ve considered starting a blog for a while now and have just been putting it off. Not so much because I was worried if people would care enough to read or anything like that, but just worried whether I would have the commitment to stick with it. I mean, what’s more disappointing then following someone’s blog only to have them suddenly stop, right about the time you really get interested.
Due to upcoming HUGE changes in our lives, I’ve now decided that it is the time to start. As some of you may know, we are about to make a big move in our lives, from my hometown of Columbus, GA, where we have been for the past 10-years to Washington State, compliments of the US Army. I’m very excited about this move, but would be lying if I didn’t admit to a huge mixture of emotions. I’m thrilled about the adventure, being somewhere new and the opportunity to be a stay at home mom. I’m sad to be leaving my family, my job that I’ve had for the past 10-years and a wealth of friends both new and old. I’m also, just a little scared. I’m scared of the logistics of the move. How do I get a husband, two children, a house full of things and too many dogs to count from one side of the United States to the other? Is my house going to sell? What will I find I’ve lost when I get there and begin to unpack the boxes? I’m hoping it isn’t my sanity. Will I be a successful at being a stay at home mom? It’s a whole new world out there guys and it’s unknown. It scares me a little, but I’ll try to tackle it the way I do everything else, with hope and prayer and a half-baked plan.
The plan is to make moving a Grand Adventure for the family. We’re going to DRIVE to Washington State. You read that right. We’re going to pack Mommy, Daddy and two kids into the car and drive from here to Washington State. That’s 50 hours in the car with a 6-year and 1-year old. We’re hoping that we’ll have about two weeks or so to complete this journey. I just hope that we don’t lose the adventure 2-hours and 200 hundred Are We There Yet’s later. The goal is to drive across the southern U.S. and then up the California and Oregon coast. If you know a MUST-NOT-MISS location along the way such as the world’s largest ball of twine, please feel free to let us know. We would love some ideas for unique stops along the way. Once we arrive in Washington, Daddy will fly back to Georgia; pick up our dogs and then do the whole thing over again. He is a good Daddy is all I know. We would fly our dogs, but unfortunately, neither English bulldogs nor boxers fly very well.
I’m hoping to keep a journal of my feelings and adventures along the way, if for nothing else, so maybe my kids can read it one day and think “Wow, Mom was even crazier than we thought.”
Due to upcoming HUGE changes in our lives, I’ve now decided that it is the time to start. As some of you may know, we are about to make a big move in our lives, from my hometown of Columbus, GA, where we have been for the past 10-years to Washington State, compliments of the US Army. I’m very excited about this move, but would be lying if I didn’t admit to a huge mixture of emotions. I’m thrilled about the adventure, being somewhere new and the opportunity to be a stay at home mom. I’m sad to be leaving my family, my job that I’ve had for the past 10-years and a wealth of friends both new and old. I’m also, just a little scared. I’m scared of the logistics of the move. How do I get a husband, two children, a house full of things and too many dogs to count from one side of the United States to the other? Is my house going to sell? What will I find I’ve lost when I get there and begin to unpack the boxes? I’m hoping it isn’t my sanity. Will I be a successful at being a stay at home mom? It’s a whole new world out there guys and it’s unknown. It scares me a little, but I’ll try to tackle it the way I do everything else, with hope and prayer and a half-baked plan.
The plan is to make moving a Grand Adventure for the family. We’re going to DRIVE to Washington State. You read that right. We’re going to pack Mommy, Daddy and two kids into the car and drive from here to Washington State. That’s 50 hours in the car with a 6-year and 1-year old. We’re hoping that we’ll have about two weeks or so to complete this journey. I just hope that we don’t lose the adventure 2-hours and 200 hundred Are We There Yet’s later. The goal is to drive across the southern U.S. and then up the California and Oregon coast. If you know a MUST-NOT-MISS location along the way such as the world’s largest ball of twine, please feel free to let us know. We would love some ideas for unique stops along the way. Once we arrive in Washington, Daddy will fly back to Georgia; pick up our dogs and then do the whole thing over again. He is a good Daddy is all I know. We would fly our dogs, but unfortunately, neither English bulldogs nor boxers fly very well.
I’m hoping to keep a journal of my feelings and adventures along the way, if for nothing else, so maybe my kids can read it one day and think “Wow, Mom was even crazier than we thought.”
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