Happy life.

So sitting here this morning, I was looking at all the pictures of Bob and I around our living room. Very soon, someone will be looking at those pictures thinking, those are my parents. Holy crap.

In looking at these pictures and back at mine and Bob's history together, I'm proud of the marriage we have. I'm so happy that we are bringing this baby into our relationship. I am having a baby with my very best friend. I get to experience all this with someone who knows me better than I know myself somedays, especially now with my hormonal baby brain.

I am so excited to see Bob as a dad. For so long, I saw him as a friend. One of my bestest. Now I get to see him as a husband. The chance to see him as a dad... This makes me happy. Especially since it's MY baby's dad!

Full week.

So I feel like life is set to full speed ahead. Full fledged adult hood with no looking back.

This week, Bob and I are:
1. Looking for a new house
2. Looking for a new vehicle
3. Talking about when to have babies
4. Discussing the pros and cons of me going back to school (again)
5. When to sit back and take a breath

Wish us luck. We're gonna need it to figure all this shit out. 

Professional Job Hunter.

So. Since I've been in Charlotte, I won't tell you how many jobs I've applied for, mainly because I haven't kept count. Lately, I've felt like a professional interviewee. I've been to several interviews with no job offer following (not counting the sub position, which technically I never really interviewed for... I just knew the right person).

Today, I had another interview. For my all time dream job. The job that I've been searching for since I left college and a job for which no one else would be more perfect. And it went really really well. I'm trying not to get too excited, because I've been here before. Sitting in front of a job that I thought I wanted, that I thought I'd be perfect for, that I thought I had in the bag. Only to get a rejection.

So. Please think happy, job offering thoughts for me.

If you can't tell, I'm working through these life decisions one at a time (completely unintentionally). Got the dog. Need the job to get the car. Vegas to celebrate. Foot surgery to repair additional damage done from walking all over Vegas. Life complete.