Remember the place-to-the-east? The one that Derick interviewed with and left that interview feeling very confident and self-assured? We expected a call from them last week with a job offer because he felt so confident. Well... he got a rejection letter from them today. *sigh*
I can't pretend that it doesn't bother me. It does. I take it personally. How can you not like my husband? Why would he not be able to do this job? Oh yeah? Well... you can take your cow air conditioners and shove 'em!
That's what I feel like saying. And it feels good to say it here because if I said it IRL I would then be known as the psycho wife.
One weird thing did happen. Derick was reading his letter, I was reading over his shoulder and the phone rang. This time it was a company from even-farther-east and they want a phone interview on Thursday morning. Wow. Just kind of a weird juxtaposition of events there.
So. We'll see what happens. We are waiting to hear also from the place he interviewed at yesterday- the place-to-the-west. We liked the area and thought we could be happy there but there are a lot of things that would have to fall into place in order for us to move.
I've been saying a lot of this:
Lord, if it is your will that we move to a new place then please remove all the obstacles in our way and make it easy for us. Send us a clear sign, Lord, because we aren't that bright sometimes. Thank you.
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Um, can I borrow that prayer too? Our house has been on the market all summer now, and not even one offer has been made. At this point we'll take just about anything. Anything so we don't have to make two mortgage payments anymore. Ack! Because Lord knows WE aren't too bright either sometimes.
Hugs to you my dear! Something will fall into place eventually, and it will be the right thing for your family.
love dawn
I will send up a couple of prayers for you too. Two mortgage payments? Ack! That would be really hard.
Don't you wish God would just rap us on the head sometimes and say, "This is what I want you to do?" ;)
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