is this thing on?

This entire process of moving to Glenwood has blown my mind. If I wasn’t already a believer in God’s presence in this world, I would be now. Fo’ Sho’. I want to try and convey all of the incredible little bits and pieces of this story but I don’t even know that I can. However, I’m going to try so this is going to be even longer than the last post. THERE ARE EVEN CHAPTERS. Remember in 3rd grade when you felt so smart because you were reading chapter books? Chapter 1: This is Freaking Mindboggling I explained in the last post about how this job opening appeared within the first few days of us checking. We were in Glenwood a couple weekends ago and Brian’s boss asked to take us to coffee because he wanted to meet me (which is awesome in itself. I mean, Brian hasn’t even started yet). He took us to a charming little coffee shop and we talked for about an hour. Did I mention he graduated from Whitworth in the 80’s? (Another wonderful thing to add to the list). We talked about Whitwor

I know I've been going on and on about simplifying life lately but that is what brings us to this big change in our lives. We are moving to Glenwood Springs, CO . DISCLAIMER: This is kind of a long story- you've been warned. A few months ago, Brian texted me and said, "Let's move to the mountains". I chuckled to myself and responded with, "You're supposed to be the stable one" and left it at that. That next weekend, I found Brian looking up real estate in various mountain towns in our price range and I still wasn't sure if this was a phase or if this is really something he wanted us to pursue. Of course, most of the homes in our price range were trailers or shacks that needed more than a little TLC so I just sat with him and said, "No." "No." "No." "No." to every house he pulled up in every mountain town he picked. He asked what mountain town I would want to live in if I could pick any of them regard

What a week. I'm sure everyone is tired of hearing about the Waldo Canyon fire in Colorado Springs but it defined this week for me as I'm sure it did for a lot of people. I'm not feeling very eloquent on this topic but I want to write about it anyway. I had made a pouty face when I first heard about the fire because I've hiked Waldo Canyon many times and I'm a sentimental person who doesn't like it when things that hold sentimental value for me are marred. So, I was sad to hear that it was burning but the whole state seems to be on fire so I pouted and moved on with my daily routine. Then I realized my best friend Amy lives close to Waldo Canyon and found out she had already left her new house (that they bought a few months ago) and I started to get worried. On Monday I traveled to Colorado Springs for work and I remember thinking in the morning that the smoke didn't look that bad and I felt hopeful that they were making good progress. I left work Monday