koyote quit his job on Tuesday, and we'll be moving back to California at the end of June. Doing what or living where, we're not entirely sure, but we'll work out something. We have enough to survive for a while, and neither of us is opposed to taking whatever job we can get if it comes to that. Hopefully we can earn enough selling random stuff on ebay and baby carriers that we won't have to, but we'll see.
We'll be staying with my parents for a while. I like to think of this as an extended vacation, rather than moving back home. My mom and stepdad are going to Hawaii for most of July, and we'll be house-sitting. Then we'll be in San Diego for a while.
I'm feeling both apprehensive and relieved about this. Apprehensive for obvious reasons, relieved because I'm really not happy here, and because perhaps having
koyote around more will take some of the pressure off me as main caregiver and give me a chance to have some time to myself a bit more often.
So anyways, if any of you living on this coast feel like meeting Leif, get ahold of me soon.
I found out yesterday that my cousin Moira is pregnant. Ironically, she's moving to Northern Virginia this summer, probably a few days after we leave. It's almost enough to make me wish we were staying here, though I doubt we'd see them all that often, anyways.
I'm debating what to do for Leif's first birthday. Part of me feels like we should have a big celebration, the other part doesn't want to deal with it. This isn't entirely laziness - most of what I don't want to deal with has to do with my parents being divorced. Do I invite my dad? Even though the party will be at my Mom's house? What about my paternal grandparents? I feel really bad about the idea of not inviting them, but I think that inviting my dad would be a really bad idea.
If I was having it somewhere neutral, I'd have no problem with inviting them both, but it's so soon after we arrive (we're thinking July 3) that I don't know how feasible it would be to find somewhere else, especially with Coronado being stuck in 4th of July Hell. Two separate parties would be another answer, except there really isn't much of anyone in Coronado besides my dad, grandparents, and possibly brother, and that doesn't really make for much of a party.
I suppose I should just talk to him.
My former boss and manager got laid off this week. I'm glad I'm not working there anymore. My department seems to have really gone to hell over the past year (not that it was much better when I left). I suspect this is partly budget cuts, partly poor management.
I realized today that some of the kids I used to babysit for would be old enough to babysit for Leif.
Ebay is addicting. I love sitting here clicking reload and watching the prices go up, and it's endlessly amusing to me that the stuff I figured would go for $0.99 is up to near retail price (in some cases, more than I paid for it) with quite a bit of time remaining.