Sorry for the radio silence. Our lives took an unexpected turn when my husband's employer unexpectedly closed its doors two weeks ago and laid off about 300 people. Yes, the same employer that moved us from California all the way to Florida just four short months ago.
My initial reaction to a crisis is to roll up my sleeves. So in an effort to hedge the financial whoas of our little family, I snagged a job at my dad's law firm for awhile until we figure out our next move. My parents live four hours from our house, so that decision involved temporarily moving Goose and I in with my parents and leaving my husband at home to job hunt.
I'm not gonna lie. This new routine is tough on me.
Working Attempting to work full-time with a super active baby in my office all day is hard core. But when I get bummed about the current state of affairs, I look down at Goose and imagine this experience through her eyes.
Here's what Goose sees:
Grammy and Grandpa have a pool. That has colored lights.
Grammy and Grandpa have an extremely tolerant dog that submits to daily pokes and pulls.
Grammy and Grandpa have cats that are willing to get close enough for a friendly tail tug.
And, most importantly, Grammy and Grandpa have stairs. Lots of them. For climbing up and down. And Up and Down. AND UP AND DOWN.
She has no idea that our lives just got tossed upside down and that we may be moving to another job in another state soon. All she knows is that this trip has been super fun and that she has gotten to use this time to master a new skill.
I don't know where we're headed next. Hopefully we'll be able to stay in Florida, but maybe not. We might be headed back to California. Who knows. What I do know is that the stairway does lead up and wherever we go, we'll be better off than before and that we'll all learn some new skills in the process.