I've mentioned before that I'm a city girl married to a country boy. My hubby slips into a dashing suit everyday to provide for our family and talks intelligent medical lingo, but he's really just a hick.
He taught me how to two-step on our first date. He actually whispered in my ear when I donned my first pair of western jeans "Wrangler butts drive me nuts" and he chews and spits sunflower seeds if he drives more than 30 minutes in the car.
He's a good 'ole boy. (My interpretation: He's a very fine man).
For the last three years, every time a position out of city limits opened in his company, he gave me the look. I've always had a reason to say no: a challenging pregnancy, a baby on a heart monitor, a need to live very close to my family, a great elementary school, etc.
My hubby honored my wishes with out regret every time.
Another opportunity opened a few weeks ago. It was hours from our home in a city I knew nothing about and would be a major move, but still in Texas. I went to my reservoir of excuses and begin assembling them.
We talked it over for a couple of days, the pros and the cons. At one point, he looked at me and said, "Just say the word [no] and I won't apply."
So, I said yes. I said yes because I don't want to have that kind of power over my hubby. I don't want to manipulate our future and miss out on something even more wonderful because I'm afraid. I said yes because it was time for me to stand by my man.
We prayed for the door to open if it was God's plan or to shut if we needed to stay put. I knew the job would be a long shot, with dozens applying.
Today, he has his third interview. It's been narrowed down to two.
I don't know the future.
We may be putting our house on the market next week. We may be pulling our kids out of school mid-semester. We may live a part: me here, him there. We may have to keep our promise about getting the kids a horse.
I may be having a mid-life crisis online for your viewing pleasure.
Or life may just stay exactly the same.
Either way, I will be relieved and excited about both.
Because I stood by my man.
I've learned a lot about me over the past 3 weeks in this process:
- I am not patient.
- I am comfortable in my life.
- I have a great support of local friends (Cheryl, Amanda, Karen, Sandi, and Kimmy, Bridget) and of my family.
- My hubby has better interview skills than I expected!
(And this is where you encourage me about my uncertain future and tell me everything is going to work out).
*Updated* His interview was just moved to Monday, also my hubby's birthday!
I need a nerve pill.