I don’t talk about my personal life on here for a lot for a number of reasons, but the foremost is that it isn’t why most of my reader’s are coming here. I’m sure you are all glad that I’m happily married to my wonderful wife, that I have a wonderful seven-year old/2nd grade girl, a wonderful one-year old bouncing baby girl, and a wonderfully supportive family…but that awesome family wasn’t what I started writing about. They definitely inspire me to follow me dreams and pursue my passions (of which writing is one), but…that’s just not the focus du jour here. I got my readership from talking about Heathenry, spirituality, philosophy, ethics, and devotional practice. As such, that’s what I try to focus on.
That being said, my life is about to become more busy, complex, and awesome…and I want to share that awesomeness. It also effects that devotional meme I’ve been working on, so we’re sort of on topic here any how.
Wife* and I have had to live with my parents for about the last year. That bouncing baby girl was a blessing of the unexpected variety, which had thrown a wrench into our long term plans; Wife ended up having to take a leave of absence from college due to the difficulty of the pregnancy, as Peanut was apparently a Thai Kick Boxer in a previous life. Three or four months later, I had a knee injury that complicated our plans even more. A worker’s compensation claim resulted, leaving us both out of job when that wasn’t what either of us wanted. My parents had a Mother-Daughter house, so we moved the three and a half of us in that empty space. It’s been cramped, but it’s been necessary. My family has a tradition of looking out after each other, and it’s a tradition that my parents and extended family have followed above and beyond the call of duty. In either case, Peanut was born, Wife started recovering, Munchkin started getting into the routines of her new school district, and we started rebuilding a long-term plan.
That plan was that Wife would work and I would stay home with the kids; her work record and schooling were both superior to mine, so she looked like she’d be the one likely to command the best wage. While I am intelligent and articulate and generally awesome, my resume revealed a work history in the bowels of retail and food. Those pay wages would cover the cost of gas, child care, and absolute nothing else, so that clearly wasn’t a step in the right direction. So, instead, we were going to get her into a groove at her job, get me some night classes for things I already knew how to do so I could prove to potential employers that I knew how to do them, and that I’d get a decent job of my own. We figured we’d be out on our own in a three to five years. Not the most desired time frame, but one we could work with.
Well, than that plan imploded in the best way possible. A friend of the family was trying to sell a house within walking distance of my parent’s house. We had helped her flip the property and set it up, so we had gotten to know her and she had gotten to know us. When she heard my wife had secured a job, she offered to work with us so that Wife and me could purchase it. Very suddenly we had a house on the horizon, one we knew the complete history of, one being sold under fair market price, and was within walking distance of my children’s grandparents and every building within the school district. Said children’s grandparents are willing to co-sign the mortgage so that we can get better rates, I’m a first time home buyer which means tax credits and better rates, and none of this requires us to change school districts again. So all I need is a job…any job…and two paychecks later we’ll be able to close a mortgage. Wife and I are, suddenly, time traveling two to four years in the future. Without a time machine.
That’s pretty much a grand slam right there**.
Needless to say, that means a job search has become priority one. It’s also, quite possibly, priorities two through seven as well. Making sure the kids are being taken care of, looking for things to E-Bay to help subsidize the down payment, taking more freelance work so we can subsidize the down payment, looking for working appliances of various sorts, and a dozen other things are high on the list as well. As a result, a lot of personal work has to slide to the back-burner***…and right now the devotional meme has got to be one of those things. I’m boosting my devotional work in my day to day life and, for now, that will have to be enough.
That’s not to say the project is cancelled; it’s being postponed. As soon as my schedule normalizes a bit, I’ll be announcing a start date. It’ll probably go from daily to weekly however, as I’ll have a work schedule to contend with at that point as well. In either case, for those wondering why all the radio silence? That’s the reason. It’s an awesome reason mind you, but it is still a very involved and time consuming reason.
In the mean time, I’ll be writing whatever I can whenever my schedule offers me the opportunity. I have been pecking at some material here and there; I’ve just been too busy to polish it to the point where I’m happy enough with it to put it up for the world to see.
In either case, anyone wishing to send us good wishes/prayers/energy or what have you is more than welcome and invited to do so. I’d also like to take a moment to thank the Gods, Goddess, my ancestors, and whatever wights have helped us here or will be helping us. My thanks especially to Loki, who has help me keep my oars in the water, no matter how chaotic and turbulent that water.
I’d like to also thank any of my close, personal friends who don’t avoid me in the coming weeks in spite of the fact that I am very likely to ask for their help in moving. ;)
*I never use the names of my Wife and/or kids on here. Aside of maintaining a veil of privacy for my family…well, there are a number of people in the Heathen and Pagan communities who have shown that they have some pretty fundamentalist perspective and poor impulse control. The more insulation between them and my family, the better. On here I call the baby “Peanut” and the seven year old “Munchkin”. I call my wife, “Wife”. Presume her to be amazing, awesome, and wise beyond her years. Also, sexy.
***It was also my intention to take part in NaNoWriMo, which also looks highly unlikely due to the same circumstances.