I moved to Austin, TX two and a half weeks ago. Even though I have lived in Texas for two summers (one in Dallas, one in San Antonio), I never thought I would make a long term home in the Lone Star State. I know I've only been here for less than a month, but it's looking like we (me and my husband) will be here for at least the next five years. Maybe more. Maybe forever. (But hopefully not forever because I love and miss my family and eventually would like to be closer.) He found a job that is perfect for him, so here we are.
What do I do on a daily basis? Well, I'm still trying to figure that out. I spend a good portion of the day job searching, which involves going from one job site to another sending resumes and cover letters out into the ether. It's fun. Okay, not really. Then I spend some time looking up volunteer opportunities centered around gardening/farming, which I love. The rest of the time I grocery shop, cook, clean, read, go to the gym, which makes me feel a teeny-tiny bit like a housewife from the 1950s, minus the vacuuming in pearls. It's been a challenging adjustment into this new role in my marriage/life. Before the move, I was waiting tables and working at a bookstore (a good use of my graduate degree, right?) to pay the rent while my husband focused on his job search. We made a conscious decision that we would prioritize his job search since a) he knows what he wants to do with his life and I am less clear and b) he has a more specialized field while I have many interests and possible career paths. It made more sense to move across the country for his job, not mine.
I have two degrees--undergrad in religion and a master of public policy--just waiting for me to use them. The trick is to figure out how I'm going to apply those degrees in a way that brings joy to my soul, contributes to a better world, and allows me to have a balanced life. No small task. Are my expectations too high? Possibly. But I am not prepared to settle for less before I have even tried to find what I want. I think one of the many blessings of being in a marriage or partnership is that you are part of a team that supports one another. While my husband was looking for jobs, I worked so he could fully devote himself to that task. Now the tables have turned and it's my chance to focus on my career.
I have a lot more to say on this topic, but I need some time to formulate the rest of my thoughts before I post them for the entire blogosphere (really, for my two readers--love you both) to read.