Moved
I quit my job and moved to Maine. Alna, Maine, to be specific. It's in the country, and I'm glad, because I was beginning to suspect that the country was someplace I'd never go. I do miss most things about the city, but there's nothing to keep you grounded in reality like turning your world upside-down every couple of years. It's completely different here. I'm only beginning to recognize all the ways. So, we're at the beginning of an era where I'm sure I'll change very much.
I don't have a job yet, although Chris did finally get that Timber Framing job he wanted. While we won't really be able to live on just that income, we won't run all the way through our savings this month as I try to find some kind of useful work that I can stand spending 20-35 hours a week doing. Having leaped fully in faith, and landed on most of our feet, I am confident still in an abstract, rationalized way (not in a deep seated, emotionally comforting way) that my next step for work in the world is out there for me. I guess I still believe that if you make choices for the right reasons than things fall into place like they are supposed to.
We'll see what happens next...