Stability; How I Love Thee

I've been acutely aware of our place in life lately. Especially aware of people around us who, at our age (or older!), are deciding to pick up their life and go back to school for advanced degrees. I just CANNOT imagine doing that. I mean, if it was necessary for our survival, then, sure. We'd do it in a heartbeat. But as a "just because" kind of thing? Eh. Not for me and DEFINITELY not in the scope of "things I would be ok Isaac dropping on me". The loans, the homework, the moving. Again. I just don't have it in me.

I mean, if I go back to get my Master's, (which...eh. I toy with) I would do it slowly, as we have the money for it, at the school in our town. But I talk to people around us who's husbands decided on a later in life career change and I try to wrap my head around Isaac switching careers right now and it makes me a little ill.

Here's a not so tiny secret. I LOVE where we are right now in life. I LOVE that we are comfortable and stable and ROOTED. The first ten years of our marriage were SO not rooted and stable and I'm kinda digging this. I'm able to stay home, work on my career and breathe. Isaac has to keep reminding me that this is what we were working so hard for all of those years, because I keep expecting it all to go away at any second. I'm relishing quickly, as it were, just in case. I'm watching our little neighborhood grow and expand and I'm a little giddy I get to be here to see the completion. I'm sketching the long term for this house (a wooden screen door and porch swing!). I forget a move isn't looming over us any more. I forget that a change isn't coming (barring any unforeseen anything, that is...). And I'm loving it.

Music:

(how men are, aztec camera)