I had thought that if Richard didn't get the job in Portland that we might spin into the abyss of disappointment. But it hasn't been like that. More like a shrug of the shoulders "oh well". So we still don't know what we're doing. And I still need a haircut (I said I wouldn't cut my hair til he got a job).
I'm not sure where I am when I wake up in the morning. In the past 3 days I traveled thousands of miles, both on my own and with my family. I have crossed the Puget Sound and we drove across West Texas, the Painted Desert and the Mojave Desert. My feet have touched the earth (or asphalt) in 6 states in a very short time. We have escaped from Suburbatopia in our soccer mom minivan (a.k.a. the Space Shuttle). At least temporarily. Richard and I are once again rethinking everything. He is rethinking IF he even wants to go back to the cube farm (his IT job). Where to live, how to live and everything in between. It is nice to hear him dream aloud again.
We'll be camping here in baking California with some old friends who will also soon be on the road to unemployment. It will be good to rethink together. We will be computer-free for a few days, but Richard will continue his job hunt at my parent's house.
It is strange to be away indefinitely. No schedule and no time we have to be back. Our Texas home is being looked after. We don't need to be there. The future is open and undecided. And we are at peace with that. Father is looking after us.
thanks so much for the email! i am going to write back soon and tell you what has been up with me.
so glad you guys got to see the painted desert and to camp with friends in california, i'm eager to hear more about how things are.
Posted by: brenda | July 28, 2008 at 11:29 PM