Where to start?
Well, in a matter of hours, we will know if we're moving to Washington.
Mr. W has his, what we understand, will be his final interview today.
I don't know how I feel about this.
I am on the sidelines just watching this unfold.
Ready to go.
Happy to stay.
Preparing, as best as I can,
for the outcome.
TO keep me distracted,
I've been crafting like a wild woman.
Today is the first day I haven't
Here's a look at my projects:
Painting another kitchen with Annie Sloan Chalk Paint. Old Ochre & dark wax:
Went to Habitat For Humanity's Restore and picked up some closet doors,
cut the bottom part off and taught Ms. Bee how to paint them;
also using Annie's Paris Grey and Provence:
And a chair we got at Goodwill for $5., done in Duck Egg:
with a little birdy decoupaged on it and freehand branch:
To help re-do her bedroom,
after she painted it Olympic's "Baby Bird" blue:
We;re just about finished with her room.
I also had the chance to makeover a couple of florals for a friend and her workplace; she brought the stems and I just played with them:
Ok and I've had this project on my mind for a long stinkin' time:
Frame botanical prints and I finally got three of 12 that I want to do:
Ok next project:
Bought these Goodwill finds,
and will be peeling them apart and reupholstering them:
I also had time to calligraph announcements for another wedding--it was a small number, but still fun.
And last night I had the sewing machine out, to hem a friend's temple dress and while I had it out
I just whipped up this little envelope pillow case:
It started a few months ago...
this feeling that we'd be moving to the Great North West...
I told Mr. W that I just "had a feeling" we'd be moving there.
I looked at my favorite real estate site Realtor.com
to check out places like Portland, Corvalis, & Seattle.
And then I just tucked those thoughts and feelings
right on the back burner
because it just didn't make sense, you know,
because we love Colorado and had absolutely no contacts in the NW.
Then last week,
a recruiter contacted Mr. W about a job in the Great North West.
Mr. W casually mentioned it to me last Friday--
it perked my ears up a little. Just a little.
Because he is frequently contacted by recruiters but nothing comes of it--
nothing to tempt us to leave Colorado.
But because it was the Great North West,
it got my attention for a few minutes then you know,
LIFE grabbed my attention and I forgot about the call.
On Monday, Mr. W gave a phone interview and it went so well,
the recruiter said he's going to recommend Mr W for the job.
It's a layered hiring process and while it's still early,
and we still have 2 more stages to go through--
I recalled that "feeling" I had months ago
and had a mixed reaction:
"Wow. Is this really happening?! That'd be so cool. Let's go!"
"Wow. Is this really happening?! I'm not ready!"
I was so distracted yesterday, it was impossible to focus on anything else
but researching Seattle and the areas near the Puget Sound.
Can I just say I've always had a fascination with the Puget Sound?
I've never been there, but man, it is so interesting to me.
The mountains, the ocean and lakes, the green landscapes--
all of it in one place is very enchanting to me.
Or at least the "idea" of it.
Checking out school districts first,
then mapquesting how far we could live comfortably from the
because Mr. W will want to work there too,
checking out the "What To Do" stuff,
and the home prices.
Well, my heart stopped when I found a sweet house that backed to a lake.
I mean, who wouldn't wanna live there?
In talking to our Saudi kids,
Dani said they'd been looking at that area to live and work in
once their assignment is over.
So that'd mean we'd live by grandkids eventually! In my loft study, I was completely sold on the idea!
Heck yeah. We'll go!
Then I drove around our little area of the world here in Colorado.
How can I possibly leave Pikes Peak?
Everyone knows I am co-dependent upon my beloved Pikes Peak.
I look over there at those snow-capped peaks a zillion times a day.
Where would I look for direction and comfort if I lived faraway in Washington?
I know of the Cascades, but man, they look so so far away from town,
and here, we sit at the foot of the Rockies.
And yes, I AM all about the Adventure of LIFE--
travelling, exploring, tasting it all--
but ACK! Am I ready for this?
We told the Yahoos...
the older ones are totally cool with it.
We mapped out the distance between Boise & the Seattle area we're looking at,
and mapped out the distance between Rexburg and said area too.
But we hit a wall with the Caboose.
No way. No how.
She says, "I'm not leaving. I'll stay here with my friends. I'll work with Susan (my painting partner),
and be self-sufficient."
She's nearly 14 (this Friday) and is finally happy with friends, etc.
I told her we'll cross that bridge should we come to it.
As in, there is no freaking way we'd leave her behind--
but the dilemma is not even at issue yet
seeing that there has been no job offer.
All of this is both exciting and unsettling.
I wonder to myself if the "feelings" I had months ago
are rooted in Inspiration--
like when I knew we would be moving to Idaho in 2004.
Or just Not.
As we go through this process,
it feels like we are unfolding many-layers of tissue paper,
waiting to see what will become of it.
Our prayers are simple:
If this is our new direction, help us feel certain about it.
We only want what's best for the family.
And that's it.
Talk about Comfort Zones!
I totally asked for this, didn't I?!