So, as anyone who knows me knows, we moved back to Utah. This was a life decision that came on incredibly quickly, and before I even had a chance to blink, we were here. It has been...CHAOS. I have broken down into tears multiple, multiple times. Don't get me wrong, I am happy to be back, but trying to get my kids and myself enrolled in school has been an absolute NIGHTMARE. The moving part has been the easiest part.
I am excited to be back in our old home. I miss Texas. I wish I could move everyone I loved in Texas over here to Utah to be with me. That would be ideal. But, that can't happen, and that has been a hard lesson for my little Audrey to learn. Last night she was in tears, and lots of them. It reminded me of the conversation we had when we moved from Utah to Texas. She felt the same way then. It wasn't long before she had made new friends and was quite happy. I know that will be the case here as well, but I also know it's going to take a bit longer because she is in high school now, and she was in elementary school when we moved to Texas.
Dallin is all registered for junior high and this morning I watched him walk away from me at his school and I was getting a little teary-eyed. I keep praying that he will have fun and that he will make friends. That is my main prayer: that he will make some really good friends that are a good influence. But, it has always been hard for Dallin to make friends because he is very awkward socially. I know that he will be all right too. It's just hard for me, as a mom, not to physically walk with my kids to school every day and announce to all the other kids, "Hey, this is my kid! This is a really cool kid!!" I wish I could.
It has been an easy transition for Emma and Claire. Although they miss people in Texas, they are excellent at making friends. I know that it will be quick for them. No problem. As for me and Mike, well...we are good. That's one nice thing about moving back somewhere that you lived for five years. There are still lots of people around that you loved before and you can pick up where you left off.
There is this saying that goes, "You can't go home again." Well, it is my goal to prove that saying wrong. You can. At least, I hope you can...
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
Tuesday, June 30, 2015
My Crazy Life
When was the last time I even wrote? It's been a really long time. Okay, I just looked, and it hasn't quite been a year yet, so it's not as bad as I thought. So, onto things that have happened in the last year.
We went through the beginning of school and the holidays, of course. School was actually really busy for me last Fall. I was the Controller in the Accounting Society which kept me really busy. Then, I was also pledging Beta Alpha Psi, which is a national honors organization for accounting students. Then, of course, I was taking a full load of classes. The kids were doing very well. Audrey joined choir and orchestra and was in the drama club. Dallin was in choir and enjoying his final year of elementary school. Emma and Claire are constantly outside playing with friends and loving being so close in age. The holidays came and went and we were busy as always.
In February, I started my internship at MCG and experienced my first "tax busy season". It was very exhausting, working 60+ hours a week, not to mention the hour-long one-way drive every day. I was pretty much non-existent to my family during that month and a half. It kinda sucked, but it was a good chance for me to see what my future will be like.
We were trying to make a lot of life decisions about where we were supposed to end up because we still didn't feel completely content. It still felt like we were just here staying for a little while and that eventually we would wake up and be home. We were just having trouble figuring out where home was. I tried to get a job in Oregon at Grant Thornton. That didn't pan out, which bothered me at the time, but after doing my internship, made me grateful. Big companies are not for me.
Mike got an offer at the Cat dealer in Oregon, but they were only willing to pay him $26 per hour, which is a full $5 per hour less than what he is making here. He was pretty bummed out to have to turn that down, but we thought maybe that was because he was supposed to get the management job here that they had been promising him for over a year that he would get. My internship was extended for the summer, so I have been continuing that two days a week, and spending the rest of the time with the kids.
I was also called as the Girls' Camp Director which really took a lot out of me. It was months of preparation, fundraisers, trying to motivate girls that didn't want to be motivated... But, it was awesome because I got to know the girls and I got to spend some really great time with Audrey. It was a nice bonding time for us.
Mike ended up not getting the job, and he was really upset. To add insult to injury, we tried to sell the house in Utah, and the people who wanted to buy it wanted us to pay closing costs and replace the furnace and the AC, which added up to us bringing $11,000 to the table. We couldn't afford that, so we told them no and they pulled out of the contract. So, we were now stuck with an empty house, two house payments, and no idea what to do. So, Mike called his old boss in Utah to see if there was any position available that he could have. Turns out there is, and we both are pretty okay with the idea that we are going to move back into the house, fix it up, and then sell it ourselves after I get my Master's degree.
So, here it is June 30, and we are planning to move August 5th or so. Our life constantly moves in a giant whirlwind. I wonder if we'll slow down someday and just stay put? I'm a bit bittersweet about the whole thing. I am really going to miss the wonderful friends I have met here and I am sad I won't be able to be VP and President of BAP in the fall and spring. I was elected to that position, but now if we move, I can't do either. Also, there is a chance I will have to stick around to finish up my last three classes while Mike and the kids go back to Utah. So I will be stuck here in Texas all by myself for three and a half months. I don't relish that idea at all because I know how much I will miss the kids--and Mike, of course.
I'm hoping it won't come to that. I have asked my counselor at school if there is any way I can take the last three classes online, and she is going to look into it for me. However, if there isn't anything that can be done, I will be staying here by myself. Luckily, my friend, Sarah, has said I can live with her at her house. But, I will miss my babies.
So, yeah, that is my crazy, crazy life. I'm tired. Can I take a nap now?
We went through the beginning of school and the holidays, of course. School was actually really busy for me last Fall. I was the Controller in the Accounting Society which kept me really busy. Then, I was also pledging Beta Alpha Psi, which is a national honors organization for accounting students. Then, of course, I was taking a full load of classes. The kids were doing very well. Audrey joined choir and orchestra and was in the drama club. Dallin was in choir and enjoying his final year of elementary school. Emma and Claire are constantly outside playing with friends and loving being so close in age. The holidays came and went and we were busy as always.
In February, I started my internship at MCG and experienced my first "tax busy season". It was very exhausting, working 60+ hours a week, not to mention the hour-long one-way drive every day. I was pretty much non-existent to my family during that month and a half. It kinda sucked, but it was a good chance for me to see what my future will be like.
We were trying to make a lot of life decisions about where we were supposed to end up because we still didn't feel completely content. It still felt like we were just here staying for a little while and that eventually we would wake up and be home. We were just having trouble figuring out where home was. I tried to get a job in Oregon at Grant Thornton. That didn't pan out, which bothered me at the time, but after doing my internship, made me grateful. Big companies are not for me.
Mike got an offer at the Cat dealer in Oregon, but they were only willing to pay him $26 per hour, which is a full $5 per hour less than what he is making here. He was pretty bummed out to have to turn that down, but we thought maybe that was because he was supposed to get the management job here that they had been promising him for over a year that he would get. My internship was extended for the summer, so I have been continuing that two days a week, and spending the rest of the time with the kids.
I was also called as the Girls' Camp Director which really took a lot out of me. It was months of preparation, fundraisers, trying to motivate girls that didn't want to be motivated... But, it was awesome because I got to know the girls and I got to spend some really great time with Audrey. It was a nice bonding time for us.
Mike ended up not getting the job, and he was really upset. To add insult to injury, we tried to sell the house in Utah, and the people who wanted to buy it wanted us to pay closing costs and replace the furnace and the AC, which added up to us bringing $11,000 to the table. We couldn't afford that, so we told them no and they pulled out of the contract. So, we were now stuck with an empty house, two house payments, and no idea what to do. So, Mike called his old boss in Utah to see if there was any position available that he could have. Turns out there is, and we both are pretty okay with the idea that we are going to move back into the house, fix it up, and then sell it ourselves after I get my Master's degree.
So, here it is June 30, and we are planning to move August 5th or so. Our life constantly moves in a giant whirlwind. I wonder if we'll slow down someday and just stay put? I'm a bit bittersweet about the whole thing. I am really going to miss the wonderful friends I have met here and I am sad I won't be able to be VP and President of BAP in the fall and spring. I was elected to that position, but now if we move, I can't do either. Also, there is a chance I will have to stick around to finish up my last three classes while Mike and the kids go back to Utah. So I will be stuck here in Texas all by myself for three and a half months. I don't relish that idea at all because I know how much I will miss the kids--and Mike, of course.
I'm hoping it won't come to that. I have asked my counselor at school if there is any way I can take the last three classes online, and she is going to look into it for me. However, if there isn't anything that can be done, I will be staying here by myself. Luckily, my friend, Sarah, has said I can live with her at her house. But, I will miss my babies.
So, yeah, that is my crazy, crazy life. I'm tired. Can I take a nap now?
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