Things outside of being pregnant also occur...

To add some more uncertainty to my life, we have decided to move across the country. Now that Hubby is graduating (fingers crossed!) from law school, it’s his turn to bring home the bacon. Well, I wouldn’t call my salary bacon—more like four synthetic bacon bits, the ones that didn’t get eaten and stuck to the plate—but you get my drift. Since jobs ain’t so easy to find, we’re taking what we can get in loverly Colorado. I am psyched about this, but I was not psyched to have to tell my boss. She’s no Miranda Priestly, that’s not the problem. The problem is, she’s really nice, and she lets us do whatever we want (for better and worse), and I actually have my dream job. I mean, I complain about a lot of stuff, don’t get me wrong…but who wouldn’t want to play sports outside 20 hours a week as part of their job? I get to work with college kids, outside, playing sports! Did I say that already?

So, I just had to up and tell her. I got a little misty eyed, I can’t lie. I’ve wanted to coach college since I met my college coaches, and while I don’t think I’ve done nearly as good a job as they did, I’m doing it! I've actually made a few kids better! So, there we have it. I’m leaving my all-time dream job for a place the job doesn’t even exist, a place neither me or my husband has a replacement job, yet, and a place that is 2000 miles from the free-babysitting offered by two sets of grandparents.

You can’t say I’m not adventurous.