So, Sparky is looking for a new job. He's been looking for a long time. Okay, so I'm sure someone out there has been looking longer, but in our lives it feels like a very loooooong time. The problem? He's looking for the perfect job. The one that will help catapult him to the next level of his career. The solution? We're not sure yet. But it may require drastic measures. Well, drastic by our standards anyway.
We live in Minnesota. We haven't always lived here. We lived in Colorado for two glorious years, and these are the years that made us who we really are, and made us realize how desperately we want to be parents. Because of the strong desire to create and nurture a family of our own, we wanted to be back in our "home" state, closer to the grandparents we were sure to create, or create again in the case of my in-laws. We moved home. Safe. To his "old" job and our "old" town.
Now that I'm finally growing comfortable with living here. Finally adjusting to the thought of this town being our hometown. We're most likely moving. And, we're most likely moving far, far away. Sparky had an interview today. Why a phone interview? The job, the "one", is in Alaska. REMOTE. ALASKA.
Now, most people's (women's) concerns would be that we would be about 300 miles from the nearest mall. 100 miles from the nearest WalMart, and in a very, very small town. Not mine. I'm petrified of not being near reputable medical care. And I'm scared to death that we won't be able to proceed with adoption.
I am infertile. That sucks. I won't be able to have a child (more than likely) without intervention. Medical intervention. Sounds fun huh? So now that we've begun to put the bio child aspect behind us, we're potentially moving to Bum Fuck Egypt. BFE. Where do you suppose the nearest adoption agency can be found if we're 300- yes 3 HUNDRED miles from the nearest mall? But alas, it's about the job. It has to be about the job. Without THE job there won't be any children, any way, any how. So, only time will tell.
I think I need to purchase some Uggs.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Up and Down Again?
Posted by Karla at 8:15 PM
Labels: Adoption, Alaska, Job Hunting
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