So, IT is on the ball again and Xanga is blocked from work. I wrote this on the 26th. Things have moved along since on several fronts, but I need to keep things in order for my own peace of mind:
It’s been a bit of a sore subject for me for the past few months. Husband returned from his TDY and just decided that it was time for us to make the move. We’d tossed the idea around for years, mentioning it here and there, but never with any timeline in mind. It was a difficult pill for me to swallow at first because I don’t feel as though I’m ready. The background:
I’ve always told Husband that I support him 100% in whatever decisions he makes in regards to his career. Whatever he needed to do I would back him up. We moved to his area because he wanted to work for his current employer… it was his life-long dream. Ups & downs, the good and the bad, we’ve survived it all. Now he’s decided that he’s over it. He’s not happy there anymore and he’s not happy here anymore.
In the meantime I’ve worked very hard in my own career. When I was (unwillingly) put back into HR I made the decision to run with it. I took the bull by the horns and embraced my role. I educated myself and even gained my certification… which is not an easy task in and of itself. As I mentioned, I’m now a member of Sr. Management at my job where what I think actually matters. I have a very accommodating employer that allows me to work remotely and gives me the freedom to do what I feel is best for the company with very few questions asked. This year I initiated 5 new programs/projects, 3 of which have been successfully implemented to date, but I’m still working on rolling out the other 2.
You know when you’ve been at a job and you know in your heart when it is time to move on? When you know that you’ve brought everything you can to the position and the challenges just aren’t challenging anymore? Well, I’m not there yet at this job. I’m not “done” here.
I feel as though Husband has made this decision on behalf of our entire family without taking my feelings or thoughts into consideration. I’ve told him this, and he says he understands where I’m coming from but his actions tell a different story; he keeps on with the planning and the preparations for moving.
That’s not my only concern though… the job market out in Colorado isn’t great. I have family there so I hear about it every day from family members that are experiencing the difficulties. Husband seems to think we’ll go out there and find jobs very quickly just because he sees ads posted. He thinks the only reason we haven’t gotten jobs already is because we’re not physically there. The idea of moving my family right now to an area where we have no home and no jobs is terrifying to me. What if it takes us a year to find a job, like it has my brother?
Anyway, this weekend we were visited by two real estate agents who did walk-throughs on the house. The first went very well and I felt comfortable with her… she seemed very down to earth and easy to work with. The second didn’t go so well; she was very pushy and I walked away from that meeting feeling ganged up on and pressured to sell as quickly as possible.
After she left we were all playing outside and Neighbor Lady comes running over and says to me, “Are you moving? What happened? When? Where are you going?” I don’t even remember what question she asked that struck a chord, but something she asked caused my eyes to well up and I had an extremely difficult time containing my tears. Shortly after Husband took the Itty’s in the house for bath time and I sat out side with NL and basically poured out my soul to her. Apparently Husband didn’t take too kindly to this because I got the silent treatment for the rest of the evening.
Then this morning I asked him when he’s supposed to start at the new job and received a one word answer. I asked him, “So are you giving me the silent treatment? Is that what this is?” He responded, “No, I’m talking to You,” and left for work without another word.
On my way to work I had my Come to Jesus moment. Husband and I have been together for 12 years this year. I have been with my current job 2 years this year. This Colorado issue is quite honestly trying to ruin my marriage. Am I willing to give that up for a job? Absolutely not. Do I see myself celebrating a 50th wedding anniversary? Of course! Do I see myself at this job until retirement? Most probably not.
I’ve decided to just roll with it. Everything happens for a reason, right? Maybe this is supposed to be happening right now and I need to just stop fighting it. MAYBE Husband will find a really good job out in CO and we can afford to have Itty No. 3. All I really know is… I’m not going to let this make me miserable any longer. I love my job, I love my boss, I love my company… but I love Husband more.
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