I suppose it's official enough to announce. No, I'm not having a baby this summer like at least 10 other people I know. (Congrats by the way, babies are awesome.) We are moving. At the end of February-ish. It's hard to explain because there is still LOTS we don't know. Johnny's work is super annoying about this. I'll explain.
He applied for His Perfect Job back in September. It's in business. It's in Marketing. It's the only job he has ever been excited about getting. He worked really hard to get it because he wanted it really bad. (This is starting to sound like our courtship . . . so I guess the moral of the story is: persistence pays off.) Anyway, he's replacing someone who already has a new position in the company. His new boss is planning to retire in May. All signs pointed to this being something they would want to fill right away. Then there was the issue that he was the only one they interviewed. We thought we had it in the bag. I thought we'd be moving around the new year. I started eating through our food storage and making mental lists of things we should not bring with us. I started cleaning and organizing the house. And we waited. We poked and prodded at people in October. Johnny had meetings about why we were waiting in November. In which they told him he would have to wait. We waited through other people's vacations and holidays and sicknesses. We waited patiently for the first two weeks in December like they told us. I sent out some emails and phone calls saying "still waiting, I'll let you know". Okay, they were more like weekly emails and phone calls. And I quietly went mad. Then the day that Johnny left for his weekend MBA excursion he called me with the news that we had the job, (not a surprise) and NO other details about moving, just a vague date--March 1st or whenever the pay period around there starts. Infuriating? A bit.
I've discovered that Johnny's company is like the opposite of the army--we wait, then hurry up. We've been through this before, but this time was hard because I'm teaching seminary. Essentially, that is a part-time job that I have to quit and make preparations to leave, and the more time the better. The timing of the move kind of stinks, but I am looking forward to a change, a chance for a new start, and some place warm. I was hoping to escape some of the cold this winter, but we do what we can.
Anyway, here's what we do know--Johnny starts his new job Feb. 25th. We will be renting for 6 months and house hunting once we get there. I will stay with the house until the movers come. Johnny will be spending next week in Dallas. And, oh yeah, Dallas is where we will be moving. I guess Texas is so big that it's gravitational pull is sucking us back in. I'll probably post more about pros and cons and how I feel about this whole thing later. Next post = resolutions.
