Nearing the end of January is when the snow becomes that friend who has come to visit but is seriously overstaying their welcome and using up all your shampoo in the bathroom. And who drank the last of the milk in the fridge? Oh yeah, that would be your super good friend, Winter, whom you now want to punch in the face.
Winter, I want to punch you.
Right in the face.
Just one quick crack to the jaw to make a believer out of you.
The sun really never wants to come out these days and although there are fresh blankets of snow every now and again, the dirty muddy ice sludge on the roads make things look so depressing. Also, winter has ruined my favorite boots. I am spent the better part of the morning googling "how to remove salt stains from leather boots".( If any of you have a suggestion, or know if they vinegar mixture works, please let me know.)
On top of this winter depression comes the fact that my husband's current contract job ends in 10 days and we have no idea where we will be moving still. He has a second interview for a permanent job in his hometown. In fact, it is a really great job but we aren't sure if it is going to fit financially. And then there is the fact that I am not sure whether or not I would be ready to stay in one place. On one hand, we would be close to our family who I always miss when we are away, I could also go to an actual college instead of the online mess that I am currently in, and we could maybe, make some real friends and have a social life.
The con's are that we aren't in a place that we could purchase a home right now and I really don't want to live in an apartment, and I don't want to be stressed out financially either.
It is a dilemma, and I am glad that I do not have to make the decision.
I have faith that God will work it our for us and make it very clear.
So far he has opened doors, closed others and even slammed some shut right in our face.
I think this is a little bit of a test of patience and trust and faith.
And it has given me a little bit of anxiety.
For now I am starting to pack up because I know we are going somewhere.
In the meanwhile I hope God gives us our answer soon!
In other news...take a look at this picture.
See anything wrong?
Probably not, so I will tell you.
I have an extra 30
of weight on my body...
Tune in next week to hear the story of how we met, fell in love, cemented that love while I was in the hospital for a week and ended up here.
In a park, carving our initials into the tree.
(p.s. thanks megan from Across the Pond for inspiring me to tell our love story...)