Restless Knitter

A lot going on around here and I couldn’t even begin to explain everything in a proper way, so I’ll give you the short version. We may be moving to Los Angeles but we won’t know until the 6th of August. There’s a company that wants my husband to come work for them. They’ve been pursuing him for months, and he’s turned them down twice. This last time, they asked him to at least let them fly him to California so he can see their vision and the area before he tells them no again. He went last week. They are flying us both out there next weekend, at which point they’ll discuss salary with him. There have been a lot of questions on our minds, a lot of stress, and a lot of thinking, ranting, and raving going on around here. It got to the point that I couldn’t knit! I had to take a step back and realize that, for all the preaching I do about stressing doing no one any good, I was stressing way too much. And I was stressing The Man even more with my stressing ranting and raving. It was like someone flipped a switch. I’m not stressing anymore, but I’m still doing a lot of what-ifs and wonder-whats.

There’s a lot to consider. How far away we’ll be from my daughters, the cost of living there versus here, the friends we’ll be leaving behind, and more. I was starting to make friends here. There’s nothing that says I can’t make friends there, but damn. I like the people I am meeting here. It’s like, I finally start sticking my head out of my shell and some bird comes along and takes a shit on it. I know I can make new friends there, it’s just going to take effort on my part and that’s a hard thing for this shy turtle. And hell, we don’t even know for sure that we’ll be moving so all of this may be in vain. At this point, we’re making plans as if we are moving. If we don’t move, no harm done. If we do, then at least we’ve done a little planning.

Our grand plans for the future were to live in this house for many years to come. I know I complain about some little things, but I really do love my house. I love that there’s a big back yard for the dog to play in. I like how roomy it is. I like the neighborhood. This house has felt like home from the day we moved in. I can’t say that about any other house I’ve lived in. The others have never been what I really wanted, but this one is. We’ve been talking about renting this one out until we return, and The Man has even suggested letting it sit empty, but neither of those will probably happen. There’s no guarantee the future will bring us back to this place.

That’s enough for today. I don’t have any knitting to show or to even talk about. The only thing I’m currently working on is the stole, and I had to put that down for a few days because I couldn’t concentrate on the simple chart. Mistakes were being made and a lot of tinking was being done. I finally picked it back up today without any problems. I do need to start thinking about what I’m going to take for that 4 hour flight to L.A. though.

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