So whenever someone asks you "What do you wanna hear first, the good news or the bad news?" don't you usually say the bad news? I do...thus I will begin with the bad news.
On Saturday June 11th Matt's job let him go. I wont go into all the details (because you probably already know) but it was a shock and it does make things a little bit stressful. That being said on to the good news...
Matt doesn't work at Wal-Mart anymore, HAPPY DAY! We've been waiting for this day since we got married and even though it does make things scary and stressful and altogether unnerving I am just so glad Matt doesn't have to deal with all that crap anymore (excuse my lame slang). We are in the process of getting unemployment and getting help from the bishop (our amazing Relief Society President Virigina just came to the house yesterday to help us make an order for the Bishop's storehouse which we should be filling this week). So things are a little crazy right now but I have great faith in the power of tithing and I know the Lord will help us out. I just can't believe how grateful I am Matt is done with that horrible place! What a huge weight off our shoulders.
Another bit of good news is that we are heading to California on Friday! We were planning on coming out in October but with Matt hopefully getting a new job soon we're not sure if he'll still be able to get the time off...so we decided to make our trip a bit early (like 4 months early)! We're excited to see as much family as we can and can't wait for Abby to play with her cousins. We'll be leaving here in the afternoon on Friday and then we'll be heading home Wednesday morning. Can't wait to spend almost a week with everyone!!
Look forward to seeing you. By the way, I too was fired once. I don't know if any of you knew that. I worked for the county counsel in Bakersfield straight out of law school. The pay was great, and getting the job is an inspirational story in and of itself. Want to know the story? You'll have to read it in my journal--those worthless books I keep adding lines to but nobody looks at. Anyway, the job was good, but the boss had a heart attack right after I was hired and arrived in California. His second in command hated me for some reason, and finally gave me my walking papers, about a year after my hire date, and after making my life miserable for that entire time. It turns out that I wasn't the first, I wasn't the only. There were sixteen or so who had been fired in about a year and a half: I forget the exact number. I suppose I could look it up in my worthless journal but I don't feel like getting up at the moment. These ex deputy county counsels had an "ex county counsel club," and everyone told stories similar to mine about the bosses' hit man. So, while the job paid the bills for a bit, getting fired was a blessing. The job did get us to California where we raised a bunch of great kids and have enjoyed a mostly successful life. So, there you go. Don't feel too badly, Matt.
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