Life Update

Let’s face it, my posts have been less than exciting lately. I think half the time I blog in here just to get a sense of what twists and turns life has taken me on!

So, life in VA has been going well.  I’m about to start a new job later this month.  It’s a great opportunity career wise and is at a Fortune 500 corporate office.  More money, better benefits, a much bigger company and all the opportunities that comes with…. And, there were certain people here who are more than happy to see me go.  I’ll miss a certain few, but I don’t feel like I won’t see them ever again.  In fact, I think I’ll be really upset if I don’t see them on a fairly regular basis!

And, more likely than not, the husband will start looking for another job in the spring.  With a lot of pressure and not a lot of support leads to an unhappy work environment.  And we all know how unreliable the nature of lots of retail workers can be…. He’s ready for the regular 9-5 grind and a cube, like the rest of America.  I can’t blame him for wanting his weekends back.  I mean, I want OUR weekends back.  It’s been since May 2006!

My mom is all but moved into her new home.  I’m glad I was able to help.  It would’ve been so stressful being in Arkansas while she uprooted our entire house to a much smaller place in East Jabip, VA.  In actuality, all I did was give her permission to throw/give away some of my things and cart a few SUV loads down to her new home, but the fact that I could be there to support her emotionally was good.  And I know our move gave her a little more security in knowing that she made the right move to Virginia.  I think being in such a remote area might help her finances more than she thinks, too.  I know being in Searcy certainly helped me from blowing my paychecks in Little Rock.

Things are crazy with Christmas coming up.  The amount of presents I’m responsible for has more than doubled.  We need to decorate and get ready for random visitors we may have.  Thanksgiving we had the in-laws in.  Which we managed to survive AND keep the house clean!  I was mighty impressed.

But, I think that’s it for now.  Hopefully I can get back to insightful blogging and my regularly scheduled life in the not-so-distant future.

Finally home

So we made it.

We’re here in Virginia. And it feels more like home than Searcy did. Just the atmosphere. The ability to shop at a real grocery store, and not Wal-Mart, alone has made it feel like we’re in the real world, and not the island that is Arkansas.

Work:

Work is good. So far so good I should say. I feel like I’m catching on rather quickly. They’ve been letting me know that it’s been slightly slow. I was hoping so. I have enough work to get me about halfway through the day, and then I kind of sit around and wait for something to do. Well, kind of. I’ve been doing a little bit more of my old job due to unforseen circumstances. Not a bad thing, but it has given me more to do. I like the people. It’s different working with younger people as opposed to mostly people who have reached the average halfway point in life. There’s a little more interpersonal drama than family drama. But I guess that’s just the ebb and flow of life and your priorities.

Apartment:

We definitely like this apartment more. It’s older, and slightly more ghetto. But there’s more room. And I definitely feel more secure here than in our old apartment. We’re on the first floor. But the first floor is slightly underground — the windows begin where the ground begins outside. I suppose not having such a huge window by the bed is a big draw. I miss my old washer and dryer. And sometimes, especially on the cool autumn nights we’ve been having lately, I miss having a porch. But I think we like this place better. Much more conducive to entertaining. I think JD is getting used to it.

The Move:

The move went pretty well. I’m glad that Sean’s new boss when it comes to decisions is a little bit clearer when communicating. It was obvious that moves with his company are generally 100-250 miles away, not 900+ miles away. But we got here. With most of our stuff in one piece. And we’re mostly unpacked. JD hated staying in the hotels. Especially when we had to sneak him in and out under a big fleece blanket. Hopefully we won’t be moving half way across the country every again. At least if I have anything to say about it….

The husband:

Things are great. It’s hard to believe that on the 30th we will be married 9 months. Kind of crazy. I think the fact that we’ve moved halfway across the country and still seem to be going strong says a lot. I’m slightly spoiled now. He’s working 8am to 6pm and has off on weekends until the store opens. When the store opens, it’ll be interesting. I have a feeling he’s going to be at work a lot.  He loves what he does, and that makes me happy.  I like knowing that the only reason he dreads going to work is because he has to get out of bed next to me.  I am truly loved, even when I don’t deserve it.

Weight Watchers

Well.  I joined again.  I’m weighing heavier than I did because of the move.  But it wasn’t healthy weight loss either, so it doesn’t suck too much that I’ve gained some of it back.  Hopefully we’ll be joining the gym soon.  I miss working out.  I never thought I would, but it just gives me so much energy.  And sometimes I need that.  Especially on slow days like this at work.

So, life is good. So far at least.

One More Week…

…and we will packing the U-Haul!

That’s a little overwhelming.  Don’t get me wrong, I am so excited to be starting in Virginia.  But man, about two months ago, all Sean did was call his District Manager to mention that he was interested in information about the store opening a little North of Richmond.  Here we are two months later packing up all our earthly belongings and moving 1000 miles across the country.

Sean’s side of the family is headed our way this weekend to help Sean and I pack.  Originally they were going to make the trek across the country with us, but with Jackey’s blood clots, extended travel is not ideal.  So they’ll come visit us now, and hopefully sometime this fall too, once we’re settled into our new apartment.  We hope they fall in love with the area like we did.  Maybe they’ll move up near us too….  That would make things so much easier.  But, I know we both hope to make a long visit with them next summer.

The only real negative about the move (besides the horrendous amount of packing) is Weight Watchers has gone out the window.  I’ve been at a plateau.  Well, I gained a few pounds after I gained my appetite back.  My appetite when on vacation when I was worrying myself sick about moving.  A job offer and knowing Sean’s store would be opening cured me quite quickly.  But since then, it’s been staying the same.  Still about 30-35 lbs less than when I started, but not yet close to my goal.  I’ve researched some WW groups and gyms to join, but they may wait until October once we’ve settled in and have steady income.

Not that we won’t have income, but my company’s payroll is two weeks behind.  Not a horrible thing later, but most certainly will make September a little tighter than it’s been as of late.  We’ve got some savings we can dip into if necessary, but we’re both hoping to leave it alone.  Moving is expensive.  And although his company has a pretty great relocation package, there’s still expenses they don’t cover and some that we have to shovel out the money up front.  Not to mention the jump in cost of living.

But keep us in your thoughts and prayers the next few weeks!  We’re going to need them!

Thank you, God!

Our trip to Virginia this weekend was a success.  Not without a hitch, mind you.

The day before, we find out the opening of Sean’s store is delayed.  It kind of stinks.  It’s three weeks further back.  But, I don’t mind–Jenel’s told me I can crash at her place if I need someplace to stay while I wait for Sean to be able to move.  Until Sean’s current boss starts talking.  He said, “In my experience, when store openings are pushed back more than 3 times, it’s likely the store won’t open.”  So, that sends us in a downward spiral.  We wasted three of my vacation days and $800 to fly out and not do anything. 

After psyching ourselves up, throwing up several times, and learning that if the lease on the building of the VA store is signed it will open, we head out around 5:30 am Tuesday morning.  As we are standing in line trying to find a rental car, his future District Manager calls to let him know, yes, the lease is signed, and yes, we can rent the $80 a day SUV that is the only available vehicle.  The whole trip turns around.  My stomach stops feeling like it needs to empty its contents and starts feeling the butterflies of my upcoming interview.

So, in short, we love the Ashland/Richmond area.  It’s beautiful.  It has all the creature comforts of home, for both of us.  The people have the Southern attitude, more similar to Sean’s home than Searcy.  The places are some of my favorites–Wawa, Panera, Coldstone, Friendly’s, Rita’s. 

His store location is great.  Ashland’s a town like Pitman and like personalized, hometown business and would rather reward that than traveling far away.  I mean, they’re known for fighting Wal-Mart.  The reason his store’s delayed?  There’s no door.  They need to cut through a brick wall to have a big window and a door.  And it’s the strip center’s manager who is falling down on the job. 

My interview went great.  An hour interview turned into 1.5 hours that had to be rushed through at the end because they all had an 11:30 lunch date.  Of course, for about an hour, I had no one else to celebrate with.  So I left messages and waited for phone calls and Sean.  Eventually the phone calls came, followed by Sean coming back.  We then found an apartment, paid our deposit.  The thing that’s kind of exciting about that, it’s probably going to be one of our last rentals.  We hope that given a couple of years and saving, we can make an investment in a home.

Yesterday was spent mostly traveling.  We returned home to the neediest JD we have ever witnessed.  He would not stop yelping.  We spent some quality time with him, played our new Mortal Kombat game, and then headed up to the Traveler’s baseball game.  Let me tell you, the luxury box is the only way to properly watch a baseball game.  All the food you want.  Under the shade.  If it get’s too hot, airconditioned room with plush leather couches to lounge in.  Especially with a cute boy to rest your head on and ask dumb questions about what’s going on.

And today.  Today I was offered the position of Staffing Coordinator.  I can’t even explain how much relief and excitement that means.

God is good.  All the time.

Time flies…

So, we’re moving to Virginia.

He’s been offered the job and accepted.  It’ll be a great opportunity for us, and their relocation package is quite amazing.  We’re flying out on Tuesday to explore Richmond.  He’s going to be meeting with his district manager, checking out the site, and doing some apartment hunting (although, we think we already found the one we want to live in).

The best part?  I have an interview.  The thing I was scared most about was finding a job.  And this company and job is what a guy at work called “little Emily heaven.”  I’ve had a couple interviews so far.  I’ve sent them references.  They’ve sent me an application, an I-9, a W-4, and VA State Tax Form.  I have a group interview.  Man, I want this so bad.  If this works, me and the husband are set!

We’re SO excited.  I still get nervous.  I’ll be a wreck if this job doesn’t work out.  But still, we’ll be out of AR, near my mom, near my best friend.  It’ll be wonderful.

Virginia, here we come!

My Life, as I Know It

So, life is good.

Most of the time anyway. I now have moved my office for the third time in one year. The only other place I think I could possibly move to is out the door. And I’m not planning on that in the near, near future. Not exactly the far future, but not necessarily the near.

One thing moving a lot does is keep your messes to a minimum. That’s why I’m thinking maybe my husband and I need to move. To get rid of some of our stuff. But, perhaps we’ll lose some clothes after some more weight comes off.

Since the last week in March, we’ve both been doing Weight Watchers. Granted, I’ve been going hardcore, while the husband’s doing it fairly seriously, just not denying himself as much as I’m trying to. I’ve lost 22.25lbs. He’s lost about 35 lbs. Stupid men. It sucks that weight just melts right off of them. What is translates to is that I take in about 1350 – 1620 calories a day, give or take depending on the amount of fiber and fat. With diet alone, I can lose about .5 to 1 lb per week. If I add in 4-5 days of at least 30 minutes of exercise a week, I can bump it to 1 to 2.5 lbs per week.

I love that I’m losing weight. It’s not extreme, but it gives me more confidence, it’s giving me way more energy, and I’m starting to fit into cuter clothes that got too small earlier.

We have some issues with keeping the house clean.

I’d like to, but I hate doing it all by myself. Everyone always tells me, get him involved, or he’ll never help. No matter what I do, I can’t get him to do it. I’m nice, shower him with compliments when he does well, and then nothing. I give him a guilty trip, and then nothing. I get angry, and then nothing.

Granted, I am not the absolute neatest person in the entire room, but I like my home resembling some sort of order. But it gets old being the only person who does anything.

But life is good.

I’M POOPIN…. False alarm.

I’m not crying anymore.

God’s given me peace that I made the right decision. Granted, I still want to leave my job. And now it’s even worse because I had that out, it just wasn’t the right out. Didn’t stop me from applying from one of our biggest competitors. It’d matter more if I was one of those positions they’re trying to steal away. But there was something just a little satisfying about that.

I found the best thing in the world to make me smile.

Right here.

No joke. Everytime I look at it, I can’t help but belly laugh. It’s so utterly ridiculous. There. I was just thinking about it and I couldn’t stop laughing.

Labels of all things funny will now be labeled “I’M POOPIN.”

That’s all.

Sometimes I hate my life…

I did it.

I sent an email this morning to Laura telling her I can’t pursue the position I had been. I can’t take a nearly $3 pay cut (due to my merit increase in June) for only 20% off tuition. I told her I’m interested in the Admin Assistant position. I think I could do it. Once I was comfortable enough and the knowledge of a boss who’ll support me if I stick my neck out on the line, I could really flourish and grow.

I wish I did it with a happy heart. I want to throw away the almost 14 lbs I lost to eat a tub of Ben and Jerry’s and cry myself ot sleep.

The worst part is, I had the HR position in the bag. They knew, I knew it, but they knew it didn’t have the benefits I needed to justify taking such a huge pay cut. It hurt my heart. I liked them so much. But I need to think about our future. That more money in the bank means and better quality house in the future, vacations to enjoy that we otherwise couldn’t, and better means to fall back on for retirement.

But, as always, my head and my heart just duke out and leave me teary-eyed.

I need prayers. For what, I’m really not sure.

Crap!

Crap! Crap! Crap! Crap! Crap!

So, I’ve had a job interview, then I had a second interview. I thought it went well. I got along with the interviewers, it seemed really nice. Then they asked me this question:

Would you like to be considered for other positions if this does not work out?

I thought they mean the HR job they might have open in the not-so-distant future.

I told them I was interested in HR related jobs. They looked at each other an explained what they ment.

They ment the Admin Assistant for the CFO. $10,000 more a year, minimum. And tuition assistance 100% right away. Salaried, so I’d never have sick time. If I didn’t show up because I was sick, I still get paid for the entire day. A job they told me that my degree would be more valuable to.

So here I am. In turmoil. Again. Because God’s opening too many stupid doors. I told them that I would be interested if they decide the HR job isn’t for me.

But I don’t know. I need HR experience. But more money and a free MBA. And I’d be out of my current company. So right now, my life is at a standstill waiting on three paths:

1. Stay at my current job. Miserable and continually looking for another opportunity.
2. Get the HR job. Further my HR career, for less money, and a little bit of tuition assistance.
3. Get the CFO’s Admin Assistant. Put HR on hold. Get a free MBA, get more money, and start my free MBA right away.

Crapcrapcrapcrapcrap…..

I wish Sean would get home. I’m bursting to talk to him