After 11 job applications and MANY nervous breakdowns over my worries that we may never a.) move back into a place of our own, b.) be able to live in the area we want, and c.) get jobs with decent salaires/benefits, the impossible has happened.
I got a job with a decent salary and benefits. One I'm nearly certain I will enjoy! That starts 2 months after I quit my last job! Plus we signed a lease on an awesome apartment right in the area we wanted to live and move in less than 2 weeks.
In addition to all of THIS, and on a more personal note, my period started. On it's own, without drugs. For the first time in 4 years. This is nearly a miracle, even if it isn't sustained.
I'm having a hard time accepting all of this. It seems too good to be true, really. I mean...a job I like? One that offered me the position 5 hours after meeting me and raved about how much they were impressed by me? (What person did THEY meet??) One that lets us live 5 minutes (walking) from the Byzantine Catholic parish Brian loves, not to mention every store we might want to frequent? That's 30 minutes from one of my best friends and 2.5 hours from the other AND is oft visited by Brian's best friend?
I seriously expect to wake up tomorrow and realize none of this has actually occurred. Not even in my wildest dreams did I expect things to work out this quickly and this ideally.
So, for those of you reading this that offered up a prayer or a thought for us, thank you. For those of you that might be reading this by chance, this isn't how things usually work out for me (see previous posts). Hopefully a change is in the air!
More to come as we transition back to our independent lives.
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