I seem to lead one of those lives where either nothing is happening or everything is happening at once. After my few weeks of dedicated couch worshiping and Lifetime Movie Network addiction, things kicked into high gear in the house of Carbzilla.
First off, my unemployment buddy, Kristin, gave me a heads up on a job description that sounded truly perfect for me. Not only was I totally qualified for the job, but the employer, whom I greatly admire, also happens to employ my husband. I’ll give you a tiny hint:
Yeah, in case you don’t know, not only did we honeymoon at DisneyWorld, but we also own a timeshare there. We’ve visited 7 times in the last 7 years, and, by total random fluke, my husband works for one of their subsidiaries. Not to mention that fact that I watched The Mickey Mouse Club faithfully as a little girl and can remember my first trip to Disneyland when I was seven years old like it was yesterday. To say I was a little excited to have the chance to interview with them is the understatement of the new millennium. (When we moved here, I didn’t even know that they had offices in Seattle. I swear.)
Now, the bad news, the job was not in my husband’s building downtown which is what we were hoping for. Call us nerdy but we really miss commuting together. Worse yet, this new office is way out by Microsoft which is about an hour and ten minute commute each way. With a $7/day toll. Ugh.
Anyway, I had a great interview, and it turns out I was their 3rd choice. They actually went with an internal candidate which I absolutely think was the right choice to get a brand new office up and running (literally, they had one phone in the whole building that was working). That said, they left the door open for me to come back and interview for a Director’s assistant position in the next few months.
An hour later on the very same day that I got that news, we found out that our offer was accepted on a small, foreclosure condo in Portland! We had been expecting to hear by March 9th or 10th, and our real estate agent had just called to say “Eesh, still no word,” when she immediately called me back with the great news! Seriously, she called me back so quickly I thought she had butt-dialed me.
So what’s going on with that, you ask. Well, we’re easily influenced and got really caught up in Portlandia. What can I say? No, I’m kidding. We’ve been thinking for a while that we might eventually move down to Portland, and then thought, in the meantime, that we would find a super small studio that we could go to on the weekends.
Instead, it looks like we are going to end up with this:
It’s a one-bedroom in the Hawthorne neighborhood. We really fell totally in love with the neighborhood when we went to go look at it. We can walk to EVERYTHING! There is great vintage shopping, food carts, restaurants, pubs, movie theaters, etc. The neighborhood totally feels like us, and we couldn’t be more thrilled. Plus, we get to be closer to such fabulous bloggers as Lisa., Mama Pea, Kalin, and Spabettie!
So pardon me if I’m not posting food as much. I’m a little obsessed with creating the perfect weekend getaway on a budget (blog spin-off maybe?).
By the way, whoever said “No news is good news” didn’t have to deal with me freaking out every time my cell phone rang for the last two weeks. Just sayin’.