The Bombshell

So, for those of you who know me, you know that my husband (aka Big Daddy) has been in school for some time and that he graduated last May with a Masters of Divinity degree.  Because of his 10-year stint in the Navy, we had thought he would go back in as a chaplain.

At least that was the plan.

Our plan.

Definitely not God’s plan.

When, by the end of the year, he hadn’t been upgraded to active duty, and his contract with his then-employer was up, we made a relatively drastic decision.

We decided for him to leave our home in San Diego and return to his home in East Tennessee, attempting to gain employment that could sustain our family there. While he was there, I was to stay behind in California with the Diva, NG1, and NG2, working my 50-hour-a-week job as a private school administrator.

Nice plan in this economy, huh?

But God has a way of working things out.

I’m happy to say that He has provided Big Daddy with employment that can support our family.  He started his new job as an electrical planner at a nuclear power plant last week.

But that brings many changes for our family.

You’ll remember that, in my first blog, I noted that blogging was a constructive way for me to vent about upcoming changes in our lives.

This is it. The upcoming events aren’t upcoming anymore.

I am about to go from living in metropolitan southern California to living in a rather remote section of the hill country of East Tennessee. Though I’m a native Tennessean (Thank God I don’t have to figure out Southern culture. I am Southern culture.), I have never lived in the country. Except that one, short stint, but we won’t go there.

I am about to go from having a high-intensity, high-power (yeah, right!), leadership position to being a stay-at-home mom (Never done that before; I’m a late bloomer.).  And not only that, but we’re going to homeschool.  Help!

You get where this is going, right?

From access to movies, restaurants, and malls, to access to, well, miles and miles of nothing.

From days filled with activities to days filled with…what?  I don’t even know what to do. Me and the Diva all day.  Only good can come of that, right?

From this:

To this:

Okay. Maybe that was a little dramatic.

I’m moving into uncharted (for me) territory and am open to all possible pointers, suggestions, and encouragement.

I plan to chronicle our journey, which will take a total of 6 months from here to there, here.  I must finish my contract with my current employer. It ends at the end of June. Then, I’ll spend July with my parents (stay tuned…it’s gonna get good…wait till you meet Gram and Papa) and go on to East Tennessee in August.

In the meantime, I’ll be doing alot of processing, packing, and praying.

And hoping you’ll come along for the ride.