Grateful and Blessed

Genius Golfer was on the phone when I got home yesterday from a PTA meeting, the school Book Fair, a Young Women project prep errand, and getting the little zippy car filled with gas. As he got off, he told me that he had a job. He interviewed on Tuesday with a committee from a local online retail company--no MLM this time--and while I was gone yesterday they called him back and asked of r a second interview which he went to and by the time I was getting home they had called to hire him. He starts the job today!

The Boy has been so determined, especially in the last week or so, praying that Dad will "get a job he likes and that will support our family". The Girl too, but not with quite so many details. Sunday we fasted as a family that something would be offered this week. I felt a little weird setting a time frame for God, but He listened and, better yet, answered within that requested time.

I am just so grateful today for the guidance we'd been given for months and month and years and years to get out of debt, pay off your homes, and save a little for a rainy day. I appreciate the blessing of having food storage in the basement and a freezer full of meat and the knowledge that my children will not go hungry while we weather this storm. I am most grateful for a dear husband who always finds a way to take care of us, no matter what.

When The Girl was first born and I quit my job to be home with her, GG worked three jobs to cover the loss of my income and to keep us in our same little house. (He has insisted that we will stay in this house so our children will live in the same place until they have graduated from high school.)

One of his three jobs back then was at a place called Auto Meter. It was just a two minute walk from our front door. We saved on gas, car costs, and commute time--at least with this job. It was mindless work assembling gauges for a variety of specialized vehicles.

This new job is in the very same building. Now it is called Costume Craze, and though he is not assembling costumes, though if he needed to, he probably could figure that out too. He is getting to just program. No babysitting other programmers, and no management crap to deal with either. He sounds relieved to just get to do the kind of job he loves.

I am very sure that others have had more difficult situations to endure. Ours was challenging, but not debilitating. I have been more stressed these last four months than I remember being since both kids were under the age of 2. But this challenging time was a way to see blessings I hadn't recognized before for me. The kids have cherished having their dad home and able to see them at school things, or weekends, or days off. They have loved it and have soaked up every minute. I have enjoyed having the chance to chat during the day with him, eat lunch with him at home, take him to the grocery store--well, a few times anyways. We have had time to serve Dear Friend Tammy and her husband, Mr. Rick. We couldn't have done that any other way.

I am also grateful for each of you that has had something kind or encouraging to say. The smiles and understanding looks have meant a lot to me as we hung in there waiting. Thank you for your care and support.

Mostly I am grateful for a loving Heavenly Father who hears and answers prayers, even if it isn't necessarily the way or time frame I would have wanted at first.