Plan? What is a plan?
I found that quote last week on the day that our life took another turn last week that we hadn’t planned.
It seems like our lives have been a series of twists and turns that we didn’t plan since our move 2 ½ years ago, something that in itself has been a little difficult for us, since we had previously spent a number of years with Dale on the same job, working the same hours, and living in a house we had owned for 17 years.
When we lived in the city, Dale had managed to work his way up to night supervisor at a company that he had worked at for 23 years. He’s always been a night person, preferring to even work the graveyard shift over days. I didn’t care for his evening shift that often had him staying 12 hours or more in the city, but that job paid provided for us for a long time.
When we moved to The Little House, I was very happy that he had found a day job with good benefits and pretty decent pay. Even after he was laid off, he still worked days on his next job, allowing him to work some evenings at a local farm and home.
That all changed very suddenly last week when he was called for an interview and told he needed to start that very day.
We had very little time for thinking or adjusting our plan yet again. We were anticipating the first job would be calling him back this spring, but when it didn’t look like that would happen, he opted to take this new job, hoping that it would eventually provide him with new opportunities for technical training.
I’ve even considered taking a job in town, but the wages here would not pay me to leave my home-based freelance writing business as I would have to purchase gas and have more upkeep on my 22 year old vehicle.
If I’ve learned one thing since moving to The Little House, it’s not to plan – or anticipate – anything.
As John Lennon sang, “Life is what happens to you while you’re making other plans.”
Have you found a move, a job change or the economy especially challenging in the past two years and how has it changed your plans for your life?