I haven't been a very active blogger lately, and I can promise you that it's not for lack of activity here on my end. I have actually been very busy crafting for Christmas. Of course, the problem with Christmas crafting is that I can't share the outcomes until after the presents have been opened. I've been gluing, knitting, and sewing up a storm--you'll just have to wait until after Christmas to see the results of my hard work!
On a more personal note, it's been a crazy few months. Mr. Goodlaff and I moved to Seattle from California at the beginning of November. We agreed that he would work and I would look for jobs once we got here, without either of us really knowing what that really entailed. I can honestly say that neither of us expected the process to be this hard.
After a few weeks of settling in, I began the arduous task of job hunting. I submitted applications all over the place, not really sure of what I wanted to do or where to start looking. For weeks I filled my days with job hunting, crafting, and TV reruns. During week one, I was having fun. After that I jumped on the self-pity bandwagon and took the long ride to feeling-like-a-loser-ville. I've always assumed that I could never be a housewife because the silence and the lack of stimulus and activity would make me stir-crazy. I have now verified this to be, in fact, the truth. I felt crazy, and I felt my self-confidence slipping away.
In between the applying and the searching (and the not hearing back), I was pretty lost. I learned cable channels because of The OC and Grey's Anatomy reruns on SoapNet and Lifetime. I did a lot of crafts. Mostly, though, I felt useless. Before my little couch stay-cation, I never realized how much being able to contribute to our household meant to me, and how much of my self-confidence and self-worth was based on my having a job. Though I told myself it was that I couldn't buy shoes on my own terms with my own money, I realized it was actually my independent streak at the root of all my problems. Being so completely dependent on someone else--even my husband--was discomforting. Did we do the right thing, I wondered? Was this good timing, or should we have waited?
In the spirit of making lemons out of lemonade, I can tell you that it's been hard, but a good learning experience. These past few months have taught me a lot about myself, and the mister and I have definitely grown up a little bit.
Luckily for me, a few weeks ago an opportunity to work in my previous field came about; I applied, interviewed, and after a few tense days of waiting, found out that I got the job. I started on Monday, and so far, so good. Getting back into the swing of things has been a little difficult, but all in all, I am really glad to be out in the world amongst people and once again earning my keep. Social interaction is priceless.
Christmas is only a few days away and the family presents have shipped out to their new homes. Packages are arriving on our doorstep daily, and the Goodlaffs have begun making plans for a lazy Christmas Day. After the presents are opened, I promise to show you all of my projects--I'm pretty proud of them!