I've been meaning to start this blog for over a week now. I never knew quite how to start it, or even what I would say to fill the pages (plus naming a blog, who knew how difficult that could be..). So I'm just going to write, and hope that something coherent comes out. Lots of people who don't live here in Pullman have asked to be kept updated on how I'm doing over here. Sadly, I am terrible at keeping in communication with people not in my immediate sphere. So my solution is a blog. Anyone who wants to keep updated on my doings can come look at my blog, on their own time, at their own place, and get a quick update on me. Voila. Problem solved, more or less.
Now, where to begin? Hrmm...Well, I graduated from UW in March of 2012 with my B.A. in Linguistics. I got a call from my brother Phil about that same time asking me if I would be interested in coming to live with him, his wife Brooke, and their daughter Evie once they moved to a larger apartment. I prayed and prayed and God gave me nothing but a green light, so say yes I did. July 23rd my parents and I packed up a car and drove me over - I was officially no longer living on the west side of the mountains.
Let me just say right now that that was probably one of, if not the, best decision I have ever made.
It took a little bit for my room to really feel like it was my room, not just the one I was staying in while visiting, but then again the whole apartment took a bit to feel like my home. But if got there. Then adjusting to living with Phil and Brooke and Evie took a bit of time, but we got there. They're pretty awesome roommates, I have to say. And little Evelyn is so hilarious and happy. It did take a while to fully understand that I am one of her favored playmates, and heaven forbid I stop paying attention to her for 5 minutes while she's awake and wanting to play. But really she's darling, and I can read my book or watch my show while she's sleeping or before I go to bed. For now I'm just learning to soak up the time I have with her while she's this little; she won't always be this little.
I was really hoping to find a job within the first month after I moved here. God however decided to have me wait - for 4 months. I never questioned the move to Pullman, I was completely confident about that being God's will for me, but it was frustrating waiting for a job. I had rent to pay, loan payments to make, and I was quickly running out of money. But I managed to make ends meet while I waited...and waited...and waited. If there was anything God was really trying to drive home to me it was probably that things will happen in HIS time, not mine. December 3rd I began working at a physical therapy office as a receptionist/office assistant/billing assistant. It basically means I do a little bit of everything that happens at the front desk, as well as some billing stuff. It's full-time, with benefits, and my co-workers are all really great. Everyone is very upbeat and willing to do something because it needs to be done, not ignore it because it's not part of their job description. I don't dread going to work, and they really seem to appreciate me, which is always nice. Because of basically being broke by the time I started working I've been basically living paycheck to paycheck while I get on top of my bills. But within a few more checks I won't be behind anymore and I can start saving - yay!
I've been here for a little over five months now, and I don't have any intention of leaving anytime soon.
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