Oh yeah, I have a blog. I forgot. Life has been a little crazy since I have been back from my escapade across the pond. Crazy how? I went to Hawaii, got a job, and bought a condo (not necessarily in that order). WARNING: Long blog post about me, me, me. No knitting talk can be found therein. But it's coming, I swear.
When I got back, I knew I had to make some tough decisions. Do I stay, do I go? I love Salt Lake City--it has family, friends, and a really cool scene that seems to only get better and better (yes, I'm still talking about the SLC). But I still had some of that good ol' wanderlust. Maybe I should head out to San Fran (one of my favorite places ever) or try something on the east coast? So I threw my resume out to all the big cities and waited to see what would stick.
At the same time, I went into my old office to go to lunch with some friends. A couple hours later, I walked out with a job offer. I didn't know what to think at that point. It was a great offer and deserved some serious thought. That's when I sat down and made a list of my dream lifestyle. And you know what? That list made me realize that my dream life could happen almost anywhere. It was just up to me to carry it out.
With this realization in mind, I started looking at potential rentals in the cities I'd sent applications too. I just wanted to see what was out there and what I could afford. That was, not surprisingly, a little sad. Then I thought, What the heck, let me see what's out there in SLC? That's when I found it, right there on the internets. My home. Everything about it was perfect, the size, the style, and especially the price. It was so me.
So I went and showed the listing to my dad, who was in town at the time. I said to him, "I would be very happy staying in SLC if I could live here." He became just as excited. Now my dad is not the most spontenous man. In fact, he is normally very thoughtful and deliberate. It's one of the reasons I trust him completely. But within 48 hours of showing him the condo online, we had made an offer. Very spontanous. Yet not impulsive. Although it was very fast, it never once felt wrong. (Oh, and did I mention these 48 hours took place before our 10-day family trip to Hawaii? The timing couldn't have been crazier.)
So with making an offer on a condo, it was pretty clear that I was staying in SLC. That is when I officially accepted the job at my old office. (Apparently, the mortgage people don't like to give out loans to the unemployed. Nutty, right?) Little did I know that the company was going through a hiring freeze. In theory, they could not have hired me. But somehow, it all worked out. It just again confirmed that this is the right thing for me to do.
So with all those big decisions settled in such a short time, I headed off to Hawaii with my family. This was the first trip back as an entire family since we had moved from O'ahu eight years ago. We had such a fun time eating, laying on the beach, swimming, eating, shopping, hiking, watching movies, talking, and, of course, eating.
Above all, the trip was about ohana ("Ohana means family, and family means no one gets left behind" Darn you Lilo & Stitch! That part makes me cry every time.). As a family were were able to celebrate my grandpa's 90th birthday, show my brother-in-law and the kiddles the place where we grew up, and just enjoy being together. Thanks mom and dad for making that possible. You guys are amazing.
So, that's it. All my big life decisions buttoned up for the time being. Phew! Now I can just get on with with the funnest bit, living.