It's Tuesday... right?

Another one of those quarantine weeks where the time of day and day of the week seem to be slicked with oil and tough to catch hold of. It's only Tuesday but ya could've fooled me!

The interview last week went super fast. I think my answers were not quite fleshed out (where does that expression even come from BTW) like a mature teacher's would have been. Either way though, I didn't get overly upset about it all and it hasn't been bothering me. I don't expect a call back and that's okay. The more I think about teaching full time the more I think subbing or another-calmer-job might be better for me.

That said, we are still considering Utah for a relocation. It was odd the other day-the hubby said that it seemed like I had flipped and was suddenly "on the other side, rooting for Washington." I told him, "Well, I'm not the most emotionally stable person in the world. I'm not quite sure how I feel, but I'm not anti-Utah." It's true, I'm not anti-anything and it's also true that I'm not the most emotionally stable person. I can rationalize all I want and sometimes my mind still enters an indecipherable tumult. I think I was feeling so much I got tapped out and now I'm not feeling much either way!

One thing is I've had some good interactions with my family lately and it is making me think twice about packing up and leaving the state. Of course, I am also still quite stressed by my family and can see the benefits of leaving the state. I remember when  my sister moved across country for a few months-I was feelin' great! I'm not sure there is a right or wrong answer either way.

So deliberations have been quite intense and we've made pros and cons chart and talked a lot about things. It seems like we won't know until we see Utah again and we're planning a reconnaissance mission to visit before our lease is up.


In other news, BB and I seem to be in an odd phase. He's been getting really ticked off/sad when I get frustrated telling him what to do and he doesn't do it. For instance, "Get your shoes on, please" escalates to a terse "GET YOUR SHOES ON" and he gets angry and sad and upset saying "I don't want you to be mad with me." Things spiral. I tell him to get his shoes on and I won't be angry but somehow I'm supposed to prove that I'm not angry before he will do that-? So it seems? I'm confused.

Parenting.

The hubbo seems to have a better go of it because he's more chill. "Get your shoes on, Buddy It's time to get your shoes on. Shoes on please." Whereas I get fed up and impatient more quickly. That said, whoa doggies you don't wanna be in his path when the hubster loses  his cool! It doesn't help that he's 6'3" and built like a silverback lumberjack. When he gets terse it's just more shocking because of his build. I think that makes sense. He's scary but not cuz he's trying to be... yeah, that's what I mean. I think.

Anyways. That's all for now. I shall try to do Words for Wednesday tomorrow. The hubs and I are off for a walk trying to dodge some rain showers!