So here I am on my Spring Break in the too soon to be new hometown. It's been an interesting week, with both productive and wasted time. I talked to two of the high schools in the area (those not on S.B. themselves) and will have to wait and see if anything comes open. I will be trying to arrange another trip next month to maybe talk to the two other districts that have definite positions open.
I also found a great quick place to get an oil change (they vacuumed my interior carpets! and washed my windows!) and met the nice people at the Toyota dealership who showed me how to reset the maintenance warning in our "new" technical car. I also can now find at least one Starbucks, Panera Bread, Sams/Walmart, Super Target, the only Sonic and a few other important places. I really am getting a much better feel for the area as we've driven around looking at neighborhoods with house-buying potential--and ruling out some. Of course, I've been spending time with my husband and teaching him out to take care of an apartment. (I swear I told him when we bought the dish soap the whole "this is handy because it only uses one pump with sponge on sinkload..." only for me to start smelling dish soap in the next room when he began to wash dishes.) But he's been very kind cooking dinner in the closet kitchen and letting me sign on his new bank account and everything.
I've been wasting time reading the archives of a certain questionable online comic. This is why I don't let myself get hooked on these things. I've also caught up some sleeping.
I've also set up to have an appointment with the Hoyt highly recommended heart dr when I get back in June. As I do more of these little things, and keep meeting nice people (not some of the drivers...) I'm feeling like this won't be as scary a move as I thought. I even have a small inkling of hope when I checked out online the graduate programs available at UIowa not 20 minutes away! They have quite the selection in the Education department--I can even choose between my two heart-tugs--curriculum or math--maybe a little combination of both.
Needless to say, I'm becoming more surprised (and thankful to God) that this is looking to be the perfect place for us to move--city for Josh, country for me. Perfect job for Josh, and I know God has one waiting for me too. Plus I can maybe pursue the dreams of masters, maybe even doctoral studies. Pursue the dreams of buying a home.
I'm afraid of asking "What could life be like in 3-5 years here?" as I know God's will may end up being very different. But I'm also daring to dream and pray that he's giving me a vision of those dreams coming true slowly but surely.
Posted by Anna at March 20, 2008 10:44 PM | TrackBack