With our move we ended up changing bank branches. While in the office, they updated our accounts.
It was weird working through our employment status. Hubby, who was theoretically currently without employment had the option of being noted down as “Unemployed” or “Homemaker”
Obviously, being an entrepreneur he wasn’t thrilled with either option. In fact, he was pretty ticked off that they suggested those options (why, oh why are we always being labelled he asks?)
I don’t know if seeing these two options inspired him to prove them wrong, or if was just natural timing, but after a month at “home” he started getting restless. He was amazing working with our son to adapt him to daycare. He did the meet the teachers and school drop off’s and pick ups. He spent his time with us well…
And then I left my business… and he either saw it as an opportunity, or the stress of no income hit, and hit hard (as we drink down yet another glass of wine)
So, he found work, or actually, work found him (as it so often does)
We used my new found web skills to launch him a website. He landed two weeks of city work and another 2 weeks of work in Powell River.
So that is where he is now. Back in the city, putting in time and bringing in income. It’s fine, the kids and I are fine (yes, of course we miss him!) but it’s fine.
But we didn’t come here for fine.
We didn’t do this so he could commute to Vancouver for a week. That wasn’t the plan at all.
And I think by doing this, he was reminded of that. The day before he left for his 2nd city week I knew he didn’t want to go. It’s awesome here, he wants to stay here. Who wouldn’t.
We chose this, the kids are happy, we have space, and we have fun. I don’t want to leave, why should he?
And I think that by fully understanding what he is leaving, it will encourage him to find more places to work on the island . . . and that is a challenge all on it’s own.
But, as I have said before, we didn’t do this to get closer to want we want… we did this to get everything.