So I don't think anyone reads this anymore. You would think I'd fallen off the face of the planet ... and we sort of did. We've moved, 871 miles away from Henderson, Nevada ... to Cheyenne, Wyoming. The complete, polar opposite of the heat filled Vegas life. It's snowing big, chunky, fat flakes on the ground ... and I've been told the snow lasts off & on thru May. LOL.
Why the move? Well, the bank my husband was working for in Vegas FAILED. I still have the hardest time wrapping my mind around that. He loved the job, loved the people he worked for an never thought he would leave. But there came a point when we could see what was coming, and you can't talk about those kind of things at the time.
The new bank that took over promised everyone would get to keep a job. But, we knew it would have to mean a demotion, pay cut and we would sink pretty quickly. We were lucky that the week before the merger was announced, a very nice company here offered him a job. And so here we are. It took nine months to find this job ... and he has a Master's degree even. But we feel blessed to have found work.
It's been tough for the kids. It's been a big adjustment too. But I've finally stopped crying over the windy/snowy days and we've found a groove. So, today ... it's snowing. And we're kind-of trapped indoors. So I'm going to go dig out my sewing stuff and hopefully finish something today. :)