In two days it will be my and my husband's two year anniversary. The original plan was to take a four day weekend camping trip to McCall where we would fish and celebrate the frugal life by preparing our own food and letting the moutain air remind us of why we are such a good couple: we both enjoy being somewhere else as long as it's together. Plans went askew, however, when we realized just how frugal we would have to be (to the point of smothering the fun out of it) and just how difficult it was to navigate the mountains with all the wildfires running rampant. Add to that I'm 33 weeks pregnant today...
Instead a new opportunity popped up. I remembered that the Western Idaho Fair was this weekend and have wanted to go every year since we've gotten married--including the year we got married. Why not this year?? So I began my fervant planning. Buying advance tickets, looking up the events taking place on different days. I believe we're going to go two whole days so that we can walk around the entire place ten times and eat too much food that hurts my stomach, and overall have a blast.
I am excited.
On top of that I was thinking to myself whilst planning, wouldn't it be fun if there was a place we could stay in the area for free? I used to house-sit frequently but I couldn't think of anyone that I could kick out of their house in time. Not even two hours later a friend of mine starts texting me about how stressful her week was going to be, she had to work many hours and also had agreed to dog sit for someone; just how was she going to stay sane? Oh my, thought me, this could be perfect. So I tentatively presented her with a solution: Jose and I could help with the dog sitting (if it were ok with everyone involved) and she could have a break while helping us out. Long story short she poked around and figured out it was ok, and we were set! We arrived today and while the place isn't a luxurious resort it IS somewhere other than home and it is comfortable. Plus the dog is way cute.
How excited I am.
In other news in the span of a week I decided I was going to grad school.
Tidbits and details will leak out as time goes by, but for now I'll say that I can go through my first Masters program guilt free knowing that jobs will be available to be on the other side. And all this was pieced together through a series of fortuitous events that I had no way of knowing would be there. Like me taking a job I never thought I would take. Then a friend suggesting I investigate a possible promotion. Then me making a phone call to Regent University (my grad school of choice) and learning that the perfect program was available for me to complete in a year.
And my baby boy is getting ready to make his way into the world. I can feel his little feet now if I search with my hand. Today I used my fingers to bop his heel (or his elbow) and could feel it swish forward and back. I love the feeling that I can initiate touching him now.
Let's see, what else? God has provided finances where there have been none, opportunities to open the door to friendships that have been closed off for years, and people telling me about free stuff that may be available for me and the baby, and, and, and... I think that's all.
Don't get me wrong, there have been challenges this week as well. I'm hecka nervous about my future work schedule and how I'm going to juggle it all, but I'm trying to surrender it. And Jose's work schedule is also sketchy. I also have something on my mind that's disgruntling me that I need to write about soonish, probably while I'm staying at this place that has a computer with a keyboard that's not missing any keys. I may disgruntle a few of you as well with my opinion on the matter but I need to let the expectation go that I can make all my adoring fans happy all the time.
So enjoy the panoramic snapshot into my life. This was brought to you by falling asleep before Jose, being woken up by him later, and not wanting to go back to bed.