Okay, I’m not actually speaking, but I am writing this in cyber space, so in essence I am saying this out loud, right? I must be feeling a bit nostalgic lately too. I’ve been browsing all of our photographs that we’ve archived on discs and online and came across some oldies but goodies.
This was taken around 1997 at the Grand Canyon in AZ. My husband and I used to camp quite a bit; I think that was before I had my daughter. All of a sudden, it seems like we don’t do quite as much anymore. We camped at the north rim of the canyon because it’s less crowded than the more popular and easily accessible south rim. Not knowing what to expect, one can literally walk right up to the edge and peer over with no fence or rail to impede one’s fall. As he posed for this, I remember my stomach doing serious flip-flops because I was so nervous that he would slip and fall over the edge. Also, being on the north rim means that there are less services and rangers in the event of an emergency.
My husband would most likely kill me for posting the picture…we hadn’t showered for days by this time and were quite grungy.
I’ve had a second interview for a job that I’m not sure that I want. I also got a call back from HR asking me to call them back. Must mean I have the job, right? The only reason I applied is because our family’s budget is demanding it. Why? Because we’ve chosen to live in an expensive area. My husband’s not happy in his job, I’m dreading the thought of working in the corporate world again.
I just want to make art. I’m trying to convince my husband to sell everything and go live somewhere less expensive in the mountains, like Durango, live off the land, off the grid in a yurt. Okay, I’m making the last few things up.
This photo just reminds me of a time when we had less and it took less to make us happy. I want to go back there!
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Hard choices, not easy one’s either. I know what you mean about wanting to just simplify your life down to some basics.
good luck.
Thanks Jafabrit…I’ve been in a funk all day because of this. I finally talked with the HR person and she was sad to tell me that it was between me and another person and the other person had more experience and was offered the job. Little did she know…. I’m giddy now!
Sometimes things work out for the best, it didn’t seem like you were happy about that job offer but maybe the next one will be one you’re really happy about. Cool pic of your hubby and yikes that sounds like an extreme adrenelin rush to be so close to the edge! I know what you mean I would also rather be poorer but happy than to be in a job I hate to live in a more expensive area.
Hope things will work out great, I’m wishing luck your way!
You’re right. We’re starting to thinking about what we want to do in the next 12 months. Thanks for the wishes!
I’m in the same spot, so I can totally relate. I’ve worked since I was 14 and now, I don’t want to. I want to stay home with my daughter, create jewelry, be myself, all those things. But we have gotten used to my paycheck.
I would rather have less and be happy and true to who I am, than live in a mansion and lose all that really matters to me.
Good luck with this! I know you guys will do what’s good for your family!
The best of luck to you and your family in figuring all of this out! Let us know how things go.