September: My Etsy sales drop from an average of 40 sales a month to just 15 sales. Decide to take a part-time seasonal job at Costco to make up the difference. This is my first time working outside the home in 12 years.
October 28: Chris is laid off from his Target HQ job along with 85 other souls. Their severance package is generous but after taxes it's scary how quickly that money will be spent on necessities like mortgages and food. Thank God our cars are paid for.
October 31: We decide to sell our cabin. We love that place and are heartbroken, but one mortgage is going to tough enough to afford. It's the worst time of year to try to sell anything except hockey gear and snow blowers. It's a lovely place. Wanna buy it?
November 16: My beloved grandfather passes away at 88 years old. Read his obituary here. I had been in LA in early October for my grandmother's 89th birthday and am so thankful to have had the chance to visit before he passed.
It's been one of the toughest times of my life. I'm hoping all the shoes have dropped and that the rug will remain back under our feet where it belongs.
So here I am now, working full-time at Costco in multiple departments and missing my kids and being home fiercly while Chris persistently and diligently commits himself daily to finding a new job (and being a much better housewife than I am while he does). Chances are the job he accepts will require another move since the majority of the opportunities he's working on are out of state. I'm no stranger to moving but we'd all much rather stay. We really do love it here and have made some dear friends.
I'm hardly cooking at all these days (since I'm hardly ever home), which I really miss. Our organic tendencies have been severely cut back due to affordability (dairy and greens are still organic, though!), and a really nice upside of working at Costco is that I'm losing some weight and moving much more every day than I would normally while staying at home and futzing around.
And in the middle of all this change, Chris and I celebrated our 14th anniversary. I love him so freakin' much and as cliche as it is, my love for him grows each day. He's my man and he's stuck with me. We're seeing each other and our family through another big change and we feel as strong as a couple and as parents and as a team as we ever have. We'll make it through this just like we have everything else - infertility, adoption, deaths of parents and loved ones, a huge move, parenthood. We got this.
But we'd appreciate your prayers, good thoughts, any extra good karma you've got laying around.