I mentioned in my first post that I quit my job. I figure I should probably give a little more insight on why and dish my plan, cause you know I got plans. Dale is playing chess across from me right now and as I looked over at him my heart just flooded with warm. Mushy! Don’t worry I am not going to pretend I feel that way all the time because there are definitely those times I look at him and want to cut his throat out. Dale is not a jerk, he is not mean, and he has loved me better than any man before him. I married Dale because he is smart, interesting, different, an “odd bird” I called him yesterday. He was also the first man I dated who was established, on his own, and looking for me to be a part of HIS already very beautiful life, instead of just trying to fit into mine. He was living in STL and I was in Jersey when we reconnected via Facebook messenger. I had just ended a 2 and a half-ish year relationship with a live in boyfriend who, I should note was awesome just not “the one.” Enter Dale…funny and smart, and so SO kind, he always knew what to say to impress me. He would talk to me about things I didn’t know a thing about like, Baroque Architecture and his favorite old Black and White movies (odd bird). Other than the Beatles I pretty much thought his music choice was the worst. The songs he would play sounded like a background music in a video game, but the video system was the original Nintendo and you had to blow in the disk because the screen was frozen repeating the same ping pang wommpppp noise over and over again, it was…different. Our first Christmas “dating” he sent me a piece of art he made in a frame, that I still have to this day and will never ever get rid of. He would read to me over the phone any old boring article or book he could find because I LOVE his voice and it would calm me to sleep. I fell in love with him, all of those things, and so much more.
Somehow, after dating for a few months I sold an entire household of things I had acquired in my 30 years on this earth, packed up my favorites in my Nissan Altima and drove across the country with my little Brother Billy in tow to help me steer towards my new life with this guy. Now that I look back on that move it seems insane to have left my family, my friends, my job, and start fresh in a totally foreign place with my then 6 year old daughter by my side. I was alone and afraid! JK, I was not afraid at all actually, but quite the opposite… I was happy and sure, more confident about this decision than any other I had made because I knew it was right, and it was time to go chase new. When I got to STL a whole other thing happened and my feelings may have shifted a teeny bit. I went from super confident 1000% sure to kind of a wreck with a tear streaked face, when in the first 30 days Dale decided it was the right time to quit his job to start a new career and move to Dallas, TX. WTF, right?! I just moved my whole life to you and now everything is changing again! How dare you change when I’m changing! I definitely did not sign up for Texas, I definitely did not sign up for this at all yet we just. kept. going. We did not slow down, we did not quit, forward and together was the name of our street and it was a one way. Things moved fast those next couple of weeks. We sold Dales BMW, picked an apartment based on photos and online reviews alone, I quit my job, AND found out we were expecting our first son Ryan. Whew. What a time to be alive! Despite all of the changes and challenges, Dale and I knew that in order to make it work we needed to be there to lift each other up, to love laugh and cry as one unit, as the “power couple” we have decided to be.
So, here we are six years and a few months in and we are so freaking powerful. For real though…in those 6 we managed to relocate back to NJ, get our complete squad of 5 in place by birthing Alanas (13) brothers, Ryan (5) and Andrew (3), bought our first home, took on new careers, and got Dale his BMW back. We have had great success because we truly work our asses off day and night, seven days a week, 365. Working this hard was hard, our schedules sucked and we all were feeling the frustration of the grind. Dale works a pretty typical M-F 9-6ish schedule and I am the retail queen…late nights, holidays and weekends. We we were losing too much time and missing out on the togetherness we had signed up for, the togetherness that we wanted so badly, and it was time to take it back. The time was NOW. So I quit! I quit my job that paid me enough to have a sick wardrobe, two brand new cars, a home of our own, yearly vacations and pretty much anything we could ever want, because there is absolutely NOTHING I want more than more time with our squad. So as I sit here reflecting on the decision, of course feeling 1000% confident and sure I look again at Dale, and I know that through this next round of challenges and changes and tear streaked faces we will be just fine because we are doing it together, on our own time.
Goal: Maintain our lifestyle, my sick wardrobe, and obtain a better quality of life by investing more time into my family and making a home
Plan: Thrift, Posh, Thrift, Posh…Earn, Style, Posh, Style, Thrift,Earn. Nope, that is not a new catchy rap song, it’s the actions behind the plan
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