Things are going to be really busy around our house the next few weeks or so. My husband just got offered a new job, so we’re going to be moving soon, as it’s about two hours north of where we live now and he’s just not crazy enough to force that kind of commute on himself.

I am so not looking forward to it. I hate moving. Love being done with it, though.

On the other hand, this is the furthest from pregnant I’ve been on a move since we got married. Every other move I’ve been either pregnant or within 4 months of having had a baby. By the time we actually move, Selene should be about 5 months old, so that’s a record for me!

He’ll be working for the state in the unemployment office… which, by the way, is currently doing a ton of hiring. If you know someone who might be interested and is in California, send them to the State Personnel Board website and take the online test. Working for the state can be a pain some ways, especially with the furlough days, but it has its good side too. Sadly, I think unemployment is California’s one growth industry at the moment. I hope that changes soon.

We’re still waiting to see if the local office will take him instead, but when you have a bird in the hand, why beat around the bush?

He’s starting next week. They wanted him to start tomorrow, but he wanted to give his current employer just a bit more notice. Obviously we can’t get the move done that fast, but it gives us a bit of time to start planning.

I’ll still be posting as time allows, but I’ll be going easier on myself. I have a post coming up tomorrow for a really interesting home party opportunity, and of course I’ll be writing whenever I’m not packing. I get really fidgety if I spend too much time away from my work – it’s just too much fun!

This weekend was really something. Drove to the Bay Area to visit my sister and talk over a possible move in with her and her husband when they buy a home. She’s offering free rent in exchange for doing the stuff to keep the house up during the week and helping out with her 13 year old daughter. It’s not a bad deal since my husband’s job hunt has been so slow.

That doesn’t make it an easy decision, of course. Making this kind of a change in his job hunt and our living conditions is no small thing.

The idea is highly comfortable to me. My sisters and I get along well. She and her husband have been married for just about a year and while I don’t know him that well, overall he seems to be a very nice guy.

But then there’s moving my husband’s job hunt to a new market. He’s been networking heavily here, and moving would take him away from the people he’s networked with. My sister feels the job market is better there. With the public transportation system up there, many of the cities there would be within a reasonable commute.

Then there’s moving away from the hospital I’m near now. I was looking forward to seeing its maternity ward, which I understand is much more modern and comfortable than the hospital I had my first two kids at. And it’s so close! Add in the fact that I’m earning ALMOST enough to keep us here rather than having to move in with either my sister or my inlaws, and it’s tough figuring out what to do.

Much of the decision I’m leaving to my husband. I am quite willing to move in with my sister, and some of the things she wants done during the week, like cooking dinner, are things I’d be doing anyhow. But for him it’s such a difference in the job hunt. He’s checking things out online to see what there is up there for him.

We’ll be deciding soon, so my sister and her husband know whether to put an offer on the house we all liked.