Really?

Trent lost his job unexpectedly Friday morning. Corporate politics. Who knew that Wells Fargo post a couple weeks ago would end up being basically an "Ode to His Time There"? Ah, the irony.

Even though it's a hard transition, a feeling of peace has settled on our family and on our home. I know we will make it through this together. We are a great team, and at least at the end of the day, we still have each other. In the long-run, that's what's most important anyway. My boys. I love them. Also, peace comes from knowing we can still put food on the table, literally. Thanks to following our wise bishop's counsel, we have at least 6 months worth of food preserved from our garden, filling our pantry, and dry-packed, as well as a year's worth of laundry detergent, plenty of TP and toiletries, etc. Here's to emergency preparedness, even when you don't know what you're preparing for! Turns out a blizzard, earthquake, or other natural disaster isn't the only emergency that can come a-knockin'.

My Trent is talented in so many ways and so extremely hardworking, and I know he'll find something. (Maybe even something he enjoys a little more!) In the mean time, we are just so happy to be together. Even before he got his traveling position, for the past 8 months he's been working 12- to 13-hour days and 6-day weeks. We've all been putting on brave faces for a long time. But the truth is: We've missed him. And for now, we don't have to. And I've decided ... I'll take it.

Really, it's kind of an adventure in so many ways. I mean, don't we all get kind of tired of the mundane daily grind once in a while? Not us! Not now! We're partying on powdered milk and hunting for a mysterious unknown future together. And me? I'm trying not to hobble around like an old lady 5 weeks after major abdominal surgery, and mostly it's working. :) Life is most d e f i n i t e l y not boring. Mundane? Nope. Not a bit.

We are going to be okay. I know it. The Lord will watch over us. He always does.