Limbo

Well, most of you already know that things are changing a lot around the Jones house this summer.

It's been quite a decision that's for sure. I mean, who honestly leaves a great full time job for freelance work? Especially when so many people are either out of a job or worried about losing the job they have.

This particular journey started six months- maybe a year ago. Joe would look at me and say, "I think I'm ready for something else." I would try to humor him and ask "what exactly do you want to do" than proceed to tell him why moving to Afghanistan- or Mexico- or anywhere else really didn't seem like a good fit for our family. I'd tell him he had a good job that he liked, why move. He was moving up, he was respected, he was doing a great job.

This exact conversation went on after church every week at the same time at the same stop light for months.

We would get into regular disagreements about it. To be honest, I was just scared for something new. I was barely coping being a stay at home mom- I felt like I needed consistency. I needed time to find out why I felt so sick all the time. I needed to figure out my own life and I felt like if Joe did something different everything would come crashing down. It may have been extremely selfish, but that's about all I could give. I have to say that Joe has never been anything but a knight in shining armor in our relationship.

We ended up moving next door and have plenty of space to breathe. I changed my diet. I started to feel better emotionally, physically, even spiritually. (It's amazing how long it takes to detox from four years at a Christian university.) We continued to have the same conversation with the same result- keeps things where they are.

Than one week, Joe didn't say anything at the stop light. Five minutes later it was my turn- "Joe- I think it's time for something different" The look on his face was priceless. "Seriously?" "Yep- it's time."

A couple of weeks later Joe said he thought freelancing might be the route he wanted to take. It would involve travel. Even weirder hours. But a chance for him to work on his own passions- to have time to build speakers and work on the yard and spend time with Bear when he was home.


So here we are, in limbo.

Joe has a gig for the next three weeks on the east coast. I'm looking forward to showing myself that I am a strong independent woman- who has a ton of support. I couldn't believe all the woman who came out of the woodwork to encourage me- me too stories of women whose husbands are paying the bills by doing something away from home. Support from friends in Denver. Support from family.

In the meantime, I'll be able to work on my own passions. I'll have to be engaged at home with Bear. Joe and I will have to learn how to communicate efficiently and effectively again. To depend on God first in our relationship. Something we've failed miserably at the last three years.

I'll be sure to keep you updated on my projects, on Bear's progress in learning about the world, and on Joe's passions.

We're excited to share where we end up. Excited for something totally new. And particularly excited about being in limbo once again.