After the water disaster we moved out of our condo for a couple weeks, so that the bathroom and kitchen walls could be demolished, repaired, and repainted. So we moved into a basement apartment of the Gregory's (family friends of ours). The finished basement is twice the size of our condo and has tons of windows, so it's very sunny and opens to a big backyard. So it really wasn't a sacrifice to live there for two weeks.
Justin lived with the Gregory's before we got married for about 2 months. They have kids, one in college and one just graduating from high school. They also have a Huskie named Timber. They are about to become empty nesters and live in a very large house in the Trailmark area. Trailmark is right at the base of the mountains and has tons of trails, parks, and open space. It's also right beside Chatfield State Park. It's a development that we would dream about living in, but would NEVER be able to.
Before we headed back to our condo this weekend, they asked us if we would want to move into the basement permanently. We were like, you do remember that we are having a baby, right? (I mean it is pretty obvious, if you look at me...but we just needed to clarify.) We didn't think they would want to have a newborn there. We sat down with them and talked about what it would look like and any concern that I had they put to rest. We're taking the week to mull it over some more, but I'm pretty sure that we'll be moving in with them for at least a year. We will save a lot of money and after the curve ball that my boss threw at us last week (more about that in a minute...) it will help us to be more financially stable and Justin to be less stressed about budgeting for baby when we have no idea what that really looks like.
I fully believe that the condo water disaster was the Lord blessing us with this opportunity, because if it hadn't happened we probably wouldn't be moving in with them. I wouldn't have minded some other gentler nudge instead of the stress that the water caused, but the Lord works in mysterious ways!
Back to the work curve ball...to make a loooooong story short I emailed my boss two weeks ago to set up a time to talk to her about my work hours after the baby and what our daycare situation looks like. I sent her an email to explain a little of what we were thinking and we set up a time to meet on Monday. To make a long story short she pretty much talked about letting me go after the baby comes, so I can "focus on being a Mom". I felt more like she was manipulating the situation to get me to quit. Justin and I sent her an email on Monday night explaining that I had no intention in quitting, so she would have to let me go among some other points. She has not responded to the email. I spoke with a law professor on Thursday. Our nonprofit does not fall under FMLA protection because we only have 3 employees. So legally she could let me go, but it would be highly hypocritical coming from a women's organization. So now work is just awkward and part of me hopes she does let me go, so I can collect unemployment for a few months and stay home with the baby a little longer. But at the same time it's scary to be out of work for an extended time with a newborn. To be continued...who knows what will happen. Some time this week I'll have to bring it up again if she doesn't respond to my email. It would be nice to just know what is going to happen.
During these two weeks I also celebrated my birthday! Which unfortunately was slightly lame (except for dinner with Ashley at my favorite restaurant). Justin was supposed to be leaving for Phoenix to go to his best friend Christian's wedding on Friday afternoon. So we were planning to go to dinner Thursday night to celebrate and we would have Friday morning to hangout before he left. Instead the weather did not cooperate and a blizzard moved into CO on Thursday afternoon. The airport was expecting cancellations on Friday, so he had to leave Thursday night. So I left work and came home, saw him for about 15 minutes, and off he went to the airport. Then I proceeded to go to the grocery store and get gas. Ashley did take me to dinner, which was yummy & fun! But that was my birthday...on a positive note, it will probably never be that lame again! :o)
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