I know I am still catching up from the summer... but, can I just say how much I love the fall? I think it might be my favorite season-- even though it is the start of the many days ahead where getting out of bed is really hard because it is so dark in the morning.
Recently, we went on a hike up through Dry Canyon. I always knew we had a bunch of Uinta National Forest trails (super) nearby, but for some reason it took a year and a half to actually go and explore. The weather was perfect, and the views were stunning! (even with the ever-present, super nasty haze)
The leaves were just starting to change colors.
I spy my house. No, it is not the one at the bottom of the picture.
And, for good measure, the view from my porch later that day.
We went to Portsmouth a few times. I loved it! It's a great place for walking. There are lots of little shops, and so many beautiful things to see (and eat). All in all, it is a really charming place. I had a really hard time choosing which pictures to use for this post because I am pretty sure I took about 300. How does 17 sound instead?
I wish I could post bigger pictures without them getting cut off... but when I redesigned my blog, I forgot to make the banner wider, so the layout is still too skinny! Maybe one day I will fix it. I guess until then, just click on a picture to see it bigger.
It was a gorgeous, non-swampy day in New England!
One side of the river.
The other side of the river.
Getting artsy on the bridge.
A tugboat that isn't tugging anything.
The local fauna.
Sometimes I don't know what to say underneath the pictures.
Fishing boats are not excluded from my adoration of boats.
I just really like boats. (That sounds familiar)
A little starling looking for some food.
A chipmunk having a snack.
He wasn't that scared of me.
I am not sure what this means, but I might have a few ideas...
I still have a few more things to catch up on from the summer... so basically by the time next summer ends I will have caught up. Just kidding. Well, sort of.
OK. I lose at blogging lately. Right about the time that I promised fantastic pictures from our summer adventures, I started some online classes. Then, three days after getting home from the internship a job opportunity magically came my way and I have been working (and loving it) ever since. That's the long way of saying I'VE BASICALLY HAD NO TIME!!
But, now that my floors are finally clean and I have groceries in the fridge, I can sit down and blog. Folding the laundry can wait!
Over the summer Dan and I went on quite a few day trips that were really fun. Some were old favorites, and others new adventures. Newburyport is a place that never gets old for me.
Sailing is one of my favorite ways to be on the water, so I always love getting pictures of sailboats.
I just really like sailboats.
Rob is doing his modeling pose... looks like we didn't get the message on that one :)
This guy looks like he would be good at yoga.
We ended the evening with a stop at a restaurant we usually end up at called Agave. It's what I call "I learned this at culinary school" Mexican food. It was delicious!
As for stuff that didn't happen at the beginning of July, life is pretty good. I feel like I am finally settled in to being at home and adjusting to the hours at my new job. SPEAKING OF THAT. I now work at my doctor's office. The one who believed me that the reason I felt like garbage wasn't because I was pregnant (HA!), and then along with the others in his practice, took the time to figure out how to fix me. It is nice to know what healthy feels like, and to give others hope on their path to health as I work. And, on top of that I am learning a ton. It's hard to say if my favorite part is helping people or all that I am learning, but either way, this job is giving me lots of ideas about what my next big career step could be.
When 2014 came, I started getting antsy. I made a goal to find one thing to change and celebrate each month. I started out pretty strong for the first quarter, and then I realized something- when was the last time that I treasured stillness? Pretty much never. So, I decided to change, and celebrate stillness. I did a pretty good job with that in May, as you can see by the lack of a post where I chopped off my hair, quit my job, or bought a new toy.
In my still and quiet moments, I did a lot of thinking. I realized that I was a little bit broken. For as long as I can remember, I have measured my worth by the things I am doing. So, when life started throwing me all sorts of curveballs, and pulling all sorts of rugs out from under my feet, I started feeling pretty lousy. So, I decided to try to do more stuff. I was being stopped dead in my tracks while in pursuit of each and every one of my ambitions-- some I've had for as long as I've been alive, and others from recent years. It was really hard to resign from my job, then immediately watch every single dream I had made for myself utterly fail. After repeatedly falling flat on my face, I realized that this antsy feeling was coming from me deciding that I had failed myself. It's been really hard for me, but I am slowly coming around to a pretty big truth-- that personal worth is not about crossing lofty (or even righteous) goals off of a list. It's who we are at our core.
As I said in my last post, I have left the profession of teaching. I do not intend to stay out of education, however. You'll have to drag me out kicking and screaming, clawing at the floor. Sometime, though I don't know when or quite how, I will find my way back. After 4 years in the classroom (and being darn good at my job-- I knew it, and they knew it), it just wasn't doing it for me. I have a passion for education. It's where I belong. The classroom just isn't where that energy is best spent. I knew it for a long time, and in prayer and pondering I could feel that God had given me the green light to move on long before I ever did. I was just being stubborn, and well, human. I kept giving the classroom the benefit of the doubt (aka making excuses) but around last December or January I was ready to heed the whisperings I had been trying to prove wrong for a couple of years. At the heart of it, the reasons for leaving are really complicated, personal, and difficult to articulate, but I know for sure, my Heavenly Father knows me best. I know that the pieces will fall into place in a way that is perfect for me, but in His time, not mine (that's the hard part). I will find His way. Right now, even with my incomplete understanding of myself and my future, that's good enough for me.
[ever since i heard of it, i have wanted to peruse and use getty images' free embed option. i'm having mixed feelings about the big logo/social section at the bottom, but i have to admit, this kitty peeking out of the bag is pretty cute. maybe i'll never use their feature again, but how could i pass up that adorable peekaboo cat???!??!]
So, this one is kind of a big deal.
I finally gave myself permission to quit my job. And then I gathered my thoughts for a few sleepless weeks and put in my notice for the end of the school year.
Do I know what I am going to do next? No. Not really.
Dan is working his way through internship possibilities and getting ready for grad school, and I am burning my way through my plans 1, 2, and 3. I am utterly ecstatic. I am utterly stressed. I am utterly freaked out. WOO!
In coming to this decision, I've had to get over myself many times. I've had to take a few blind steps in a few different directions while figuring out my next move. And I've hit a a few walls.
I have a feeling that plan 4 will be pretty sweet, though... it's the only idea that I know for certain didn't stem from my prideful ideas for what I think I should be doing. Like I said, I've had to get over myself many times!
I wish there was more I could say about this, but there's still a lot I don't know.
Right now, all I am really sure of is that for a long time I have known that this was the right thing to do, but I wasn't sure I was ready to accept it until now.
Maybe one day, in I don't know... June? I will feel good about getting into the why. But right now, it feels good to at least let this cat out of the bag.
Oh yeah, and I chopped my hair off. Feels so nice.
No pictures yet because it is saturday and I have been baking all day which basically means I feel/look floury and gross.