Deja Vu

This last year has been full of uncertainty, waiting patiently (sometimes impatiently), hoping etc. Last April Jeff was laid off due to cut backs. The company closed it's doors a few months later.
Jeff diligently applied for numerous jobs with few responses and follow up interviews. After 7 months the first job offer was one in Logan. It was a big pay cut and below his skill level. He was going stir crazy at home and we needed benefits so he took the job and moved to Logan, coming home on the weekends.

We felt our prayers were answered and luck had finally turned when he was offered another job at the beginning of April. This company was growing fast and felt they needed a project manager. The pay was good, benefits were good and the company was an enjoyable genealogy business.

It felt like a punch in the gut when after only six weeks with that company they decided they did not want to go the direction of project management and wanted to try different avenues.

It was deja vu all over again. I spoke with my manager and changed my status so I can receive benefits through my work. Last summer I worked a ton of hours but never changed my status to receive benefits. I was in hopes that any day Jeff would be working and I could cut back. I don't dare chance it this time so regardless of how soon Jeff is working I am committed to the status change for a minimum of six months. I don't love working this much, but I am forever grateful to be in an occupation and with a good company and good managers who will help meet my family's needs.

The spirit has brought great comfort to us. I do not have the stress and fear that I experienced last year. Jeff is positive and up beat. He has had numerous interviews in just a months time. He enjoys taking the kids bowling, swimming, to Classic Skating and baseball. I don't feel resentful that I am missing it. (I did last summer.) My house is fairly cluttered and I don't care. I'd rather do a quick tidy and spend more time with my family than worry about deep cleaning and organization. I figure when I'm 60 yrs old my house will finally be clean and organized.

We are all healthy and happy. I don't know how long this repeated experience will last but in the mean time we are enjoying our summer.