Yet again, it has been far too long since I updated. There isn't a lot to say about my life anymore. My weeks blur together. I get up 3 days a week and teach class. I work every other weekend at KMart. And I occasionally throw in another day or two during the week. When it's all said and done, I'm boring and predictable.
Beginning at the end of this month, I should start to hear back from grad programs for the fall. The husband and I are still discussing what our move will be when the time comes to make the decision. At best, I'll be 3.5 hours from my current town, at worst, 29 hours. The hubby is reluctant to leave the job he has now if I go to one of the schools that is within the 3.5-6 hour driving distance. He's not particularly attached to the job, its simply that he is a field where jobs can be hard to come by, and walking away from a perfectly good one that offers security, benefits, retirement, and more experience in his field is a lot to give up. Obviously, though, if the chosen school is 29 hours away, we're both packing our bags.
The most frustrating thing about this situation is that I keep trying to get him to actually sit down and talk with me, and he'll talk for less than 10 minutes and then say something like, "I need to think about this." And then when I bring it up a few days or a week later, he "hasn't really thought about it," and we end up saying the same things over and over again.
For me, this is a simple decision. Assume that I choose to go to one of the closer schools. Either we live separately for 2 years, or he goes with me. Weigh the pros and cons. When he thinks about leaving the job he is in, he can't conceive of it. So when I tell him then, that we should just plan on living separately at least for one year, he freaks out about not wanting to do that either. I just want to look at him and say, "Man up, my friend." You're going to have to make the decision sooner or later. I'd prefer sooner, because in about a month, I'm going to start looking for housing. And at that point, I'm going to need to know if I'm looking for housing for one or two.
I'm sure in the end, it will all work out. Then I'll just be left praying that I made the right decision at all. No pressure, though.
