On Thursday night, one of our neighbors back into our car, denting the fender and scratching it all to hell. We weren’t in the car when it happened, so we’re both fine, and Eddie Mae was still able to be driven. Ish. But I’ll get to that. We contacted our insurance and gave them the neighbor’s insurance information and waited through the weekend (we had a weekend!!) to hear back from them as to what our next steps needed to be.
Hello, my beautiful goobers. I’ve been quiet so far this year on this blog. I
occasionally rarely post pictures over on Instagram and slightly more often over on Tumblr, but there’s been too much to say, and not enough words to say it. Now, I feel like I can speak again. Our little family has some big news, but first, let me recap a little so you know where we were coming into 2018.
Early last year, before we bought Eddie Mae, our Nissan Rogue, we were having bike problems. It happens in the cold, so it’s not unexpected. But what was unexpected was a brief, 24-48 hour period where Sir Joshimus had been fired from Walmart and then reinstated. We didn’t talk about it at the time, but it made what was already a difficult situation (because Walmart is a toxic work environment) nearly impossible. But Sir Joshimus did what he needed to do to take care of us…of me. And then last September, I finally took a step I never thought I’d take, and started seeing a wonderful therapist. Tara has been amazing at helping me work through issues that needed addressing and giving me the tools to work through and overcome much of my depression. This fall/winter was the easiest I’ve had since we lost the baby. And this September is also when our Salem Jean joined our family.
So there were some major positives that came out of 2017. And there was some major tension at his work that only became worse as the year wore on. So going into this year, we made a decision. After doing a lot of research (me) and some soul searching (himself), the decision was made that Sir Joshimus would apply for an apprenticeship with the International Brotherhood of Electrical Workers Local 136. We had read that it could take up to 2 years to get into the program and that once you were accepted, you had to sign on for five years (to earn up to a Journeyman). It was a huge commitment for us, to agree to stay in Alabama for another 5-7 years. We’ve lived longer in Alabama than we did in Hattiesburg (together) and Chicago combined. But the chance to learn a skill and work with his hands again – and get away from Walmart – was too good to let that stop us. So he put in his application and we prepared to wait. He has an aptitude test on April 11 to see if he qualifies for the apprenticeship program, since he has no experience.
So now we wait, right?
Well, not so much! Sir Joshimus Rex no longer works for Walmart!! Thanks to the 136, he has a full time job working in the field. Until he qualifies for the apprenticeship program, he’s working through what some of the guys he now works with as the “pre-apprenticeship” program. When he starts the program, he’ll have class in Birmingham, likely on Wednesday nights they told him.
Y’all, this has completely changed our lives. Even though we talked about it, almost constantly, and I understand what working somewhere you hate can do to you, I don’t think I had realized just how much of a toll his job at Walmart had on him. Not until I saw the change in him the day he knew it was over. He’s standing taller. He’s more relaxed. I have spent quite a bit of time thinking about how I let him get to this point. Why I didn’t push him harder to look for something else. But I’m doing my best to set those concerns aside so I can focus on the positive that is happening in our life right now and the positive things that the future is going to bring our way. We’re no longer talking about “well, after we move, he’ll find something new and better”. New and better is here. And maybe instead of moving to one place, we’ll play nomads for a little while, like some of the guys Sir Joshimus is now working with. I think it would do both our spirits some good to roam.
Well, that’s all I’ve got for y’all for now. I can’t promise I’ll get better about posting, but I’ll do my best. Always love and…
I know I’ve been mostly quiet over the last few months, and I apologize to those of you so awesome as to stop by and read this blog. As always, you goobers are amazing. I’ve been struggling with my mental health, as I always tend to do this time of year, but this year, with the help of my amazing support system, I’m finally taking a big step. And now that the first really scary (for me) obstacle is over, I’m ready to talk about it. Continue reading
This blog celebrated its 7th birthday on Wednesday! That’s insane. What it is has changed many times over the years and has lain fallow for more than a little of that time. But it’s still here and I still intend for it to be in the future. To those who have been with me through this trip, thank you for sticking around. And to our newest readers, welcome and welcome! As always, my darling goobers, I’m so very glad you’re here.
It’s been little more than a month since Christians across this nation celebrated the birth of a Middle Eastern man who died, as they believe, for their sins.
So it’s been really quiet over here on the Spiral Charmed blog, but I promise we’re still here and we’re still chugging along. And 2017 is set to be an exciting year for Sir Joshimus and I. I’ve talked off and on about our ultimate goal – rural living in the mountains of North Carolina. When we first got to Alabama, we thought it would be a year or two before we made it up.
It’s been six years. Continue reading
I read and shared a post a few days ago on Reverb Press, 5 Things I Learned Growing Up Liberal in the Deep South. It was a solid list of things that I’ve found to be true myself. But I disagreed with the commentary – if not necessarily the message, then the delivery of it. Maybe it’s the audience that the article is geared towards – northern liberals. But I want to direct this at the southern conservatives who I know and love. So, here’s my list with my own commentary. Continue reading
I missed a pretty huge anniversary for myself last week. One that I’m really proud of, actually. Two years since the last time I smoked a cigarette. Two years. This is a huge milestone for me because this is the point, last time, where I completely failed and gave up pretending that I had quit. I’ve done what I once feared I’d never be able to accomplish and I’m so proud of that. I’m a bad ass. Continue reading
Over the last four years – though some would say as many as six – every time we’ve been on the verge of moving forward, we’ve been pushed back. What was hopefully only going to be a couple of years has turned into five. And now, that we are on the brink of leaving once more, it’s turned into six. And for a few days, it was like a brick through a glass wall – I crumbled. Continue reading
I know that it’s already well into Februrary, but I guess better late than never. Our year ended much the way the year had progressed – a slow series of goals reached to move us to our ultimate goal. The biggest of those was probably getting Buttercup paid for a full eight months (I think) early. Not a huge deal, but huge for us. There are still stumbling blocks in our way, but we’re handling them one step at a time.