You know how when you were a kid your brother would pin you down and give you chest pains (two fingers banging over and over right on your sternum) until you called "Uncle!" because you just couldn't take anymore? (ignore me if this was not your childhood experience). Well, I called Uncle. Tomorrow we get the keys to our new place and Sunday we will move out of this teeny, tiny little apartment. I just couldn't take living here anymore. Everyone is on top of each other, Connor jumps from the couch to the table to the chair simply to get movement, the boys wake each other up MULTIPLE times a night and pretty much every morning between 5:30 and 6:00 (have you met me? I'm not a morning person.), we can't keep little bits of food out of Liam's mouth because our dining room IS our living room here and with me now working from home (see below paragraph), it was simply not possible to get any work done here without everyone else gone or in bed. Sure lots of people make it work, but I'm not one of them. My frustrations happened to peak right around the same time we found this fab little place in the hills and right around the same time I got a gig.
Our new place is wonderful. It's 3 bedrooms, 2.5 baths with three really cool features. It has a separate enclosed room in the garage with a sink and counter (which will be occupied by Dan's dental/school stuff and is from here on to be known as "The Man Cave"), it has a cool glass enclosed porch type thing off of the dining room that will be the boys' playroom (complete with French doors with window coverings off of the dining room so it can be closed off both from sound AND sight!) and it has a sunroom off of the master bedroom with incredible views that will be my new office. It also has a small deck and a small backyard with lots of foliage- perfect for bug hunting. The house is located in the Miraloma Park area of San Francisco, which is about 10 minutes south of where we are right now. It's not an extravagant place, but it will be perfect for us. Connor asks us every day when is the day we will move into our new house and he can't wait to lay his hands on that backyard. It's going to be a good move for the Parish family.
In other news, I got a job! I wasn't really looking, but I saw an ad on Craigslist that seemed pretty perfect for me so I applied and after completing a writing sample (with a two day turnaround, nonetheless) I was invited for a phone interview. I must have said the right thing because two days after that, I was offered the position and given my first (rather large) assignment. I'm an independent contractor with the company, which works nicely because I make my own hours and work 100% from home. I love that part- no commuting! The company produces and sells online Human Resource Training courses (you probably did one when you started the job you're in right now-- you know the ones about preventing sexual harassment or workplace discrimination) and I help write the content (for example, yesterday I wrote about the protected classes in CA, OR, NY, IL, WA and PA). How's that for exciting! I really like it so far, though I was pretty much expected to hit the ground running and the first few days were pretty overwhelming not knowing exactly what they expected of me. It's the kind of position that will have lots of work sometimes and not much other times, which is exactly what I wanted. Speaking of which, we just completed our first major deadline with me on board so I have no assignment for at least a few days and I feel like I won the free time lottery! Except I have to spend that cleaning and packing and moving, but that will be totally worth every minute.
So there ya have it, that's what's new with us. We're coming up on the end of the first year of dental school (6 weeks left!) and feeling pretty amazed that it's almost over. Connor is now playing soccer (which deserves a separate post) and Liam is crawling like crazy, cruising on the furniture and standing on his own, all the while smiling like crazy.
We're very, very blessed.
Loves to all.
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Jill, I am sooo happy for you guys! We lived in a very small space for awhile with all for girls and I almost lost all my marbles. We lived in a small apartment for 6 weeks while Josh was training. It was upstairs. We had a newborn and a 1 year old learning to walk. I can only imagine how excited you are to pull into a garage to unload groceries! You are such a good writer, even if it's boring stuff.
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