Easy Street

My husband and I have been recently looking for a house (I know, that's some real grown up shit!) and we looked at a place on a road called "Easy Street." I thought, how cool would it be to live on Easy Street?  Ironically, after looking at the house, my husband dropped big news on me that killed my Easy St. dreams. He got a perfect job offer in another area, so we're most likely moving to another city in two months. TWO MONTHS. I can't leave my current job, find a new one, pack, and unpack in TWO MONTHS! I could feel my anxiety start to creep up on me. That's when I started looking back on my life and I realized that NOTHING has ever come easy for me. NOTHING... except grade school. Academics came easily but that was it. For almost every other aspect in life, I had to fight. There have been numerous setbacks and breakdowns. Yes, I'm about to vent, but it's my blog I can do what I want.

Choosing a career was not easy.
I majored in Exercise Science thinking that I would become a physical therapist. That did not work out for me. My grades weren't good enough to be competitive, the guy I shadowed for experience didn't like me, professors wouldn't vouch for me... so that was a done deal. I nearly lost my fucking mind after undergrad because I had to move back home with my parents and go back to school (more loans = more debt) just to get a stable career started. 

Working in that career was/is not easy.
After accruing a substantial amount of student loan debt, I finally graduated with my Master's in Education and thankfully got a job a week before my commencement in December. Anyone who knows anything about education will tell you that stepping into a classroom in the middle of the year is difficult, to say the least. Those last 5 months of the school year was a nightmare! I was bullied, taunted, and disrespected everyday... by third graders! AND their parents! All of that money wasted on a degree, just to get a job that I despised. Miraculously, I made it through those five months and somehow didn't get fired. 

Getting married was not easy.
I would say the relationship with my husband has been full of obstacles that would break most people. Almost as soon as we met, we had to say goodbye because he was going to basic training in the army. If you don't know, that means no modern communication for months... only letters and an occasional phone call once a month. Then, he went to AIT on the other side of the country (another three months away from each other). AND THEN (the icing on the cake) he was stationed in Japan for a year and a half! I was like, wtf?! After all of the lonely nights and depression, we FINALLY got married and guess what? He had to go back to Japan for a year! We didn't live together until our 1 year anniversary.

House hunting is not easy.
Just when I got used to settling in this area and found the perfect house, my husband got the job offer. I'm happy for him because he's been applying to this job for months, but damn. Another obstacle. The area of the job doesn't have as many nice, affordable homes as our current city. Also I have to find another job, make new friends, and get acclimated AGAIN (I just moved last year!) 

I did all of this complaining just to remind myself that in all of these situations, I made it through. Even when things seemed hopeless, I ran/walked/crawled to the other side. I'm annoyed at my current situation because it's not "easy," but I'm still grateful. Challenges make us grow... they give us wisdom and strength. Because of my previous situations, I appreciate my job and I'm an excellent teacher (just ask my supervisors). I appreciate my husband because I know what it's like to not have him by my side. I appreciate him so much that I'm willing to drop everything and move just so we won't have to be apart again. I know that through every setback I face, God will get me through and I'll be even stronger than I was before. Even though I cussed a few times in this post, I'll leave ya'll with this: