I put a new entry in my Chocolate Notebook, the one that records chocolate I have loved and what I was doing when I ate it.
The Mo’s Dark Bacon Bar, a long-time favorite reserved only for the most special occasions, came from the Saturday afternoon we spent on a quilt on the grass in front of the Kimball Art Museum in Fort Worth.
It was Doug’s 40th birthday actually, and thanks to a sweet day of babysitting we had a really good talk.
I realized that Doug had worked hard for 25 years, and he would likely work 25 more, Lord willing. He could use a break. Suddenly it made perfect sense for him to take a year off work now instead of saving it all for the end when he retires in his old age.
My practical, common sense, saving money nature became convinced, “We can make this work. Let’s do it!”
Now, less than six weeks after that decision, Doug has resigned from his position at work, and in two more weeks he’ll start his year off. I can’t wait to see what he does when he has free time to pursue his own ideas instead of spending sixty hours a week for someone else’s.
This year will cost us, sure, but I consider it an investment in my husband and for our family.
So while I’ve been writing a little less here than I normally do, it’s because I’m getting used to this and trying to wrap my mind around the fact that when the holidays are over in January, we’ll give up our apartment, put our furniture and other belongings in a storage unit, and find somewhere new we want to live. I don’t know yet where we’ll be.
I was way too cautious growing up. I wouldn’t have tried something like this, but I’m excited. It’s going to be an adventure, that’s for certain.