Six months following our wedding my wife and I settled into our new home and proceeded to make it into our dream house. Needless to say we spent beyond our means but hey, isn’t that what you’re supposed to do?! Our place was a beacon of minimalism and cleanliness.
As the resident Felix Unger I spent every Wednesday cleaning the three levels from top to bottom so that when Jenny got home from work everything was pristine. We were childless for about five years and had only ourselves to focus on. Eventually however, we got into the baby making business and by the time I was 35 we had four children.
With little crumb-crunchers running around my perspective began to change and I became more and more dissatisfied with the business my dad had turned over to me when he retired. I finally couldn’t take it anymore and with my wife’s support decided to turn over the business to my older brother so I could go back to college full time.
At the time I believed I would never be able to get a decent job without a college degree. Besides, I had seen many of my highschool friends graduate from college and figured if they could do it I could too.
So we sold our home – at a loss! – and moved the whole gang into my in-laws little house about two miles away from our townhouse. It was a tight fit but we managed to live there for five-years without killing each other. God bless my in-laws for their support and help during that time. They are fantastic people. I’m not sure what we would have done without them. Thankfully, I never had to figure that out.
I graduated summa cum laude in 2001 and went on a whirlwind of job hopping while I tried to figure out what I wanted to do and what job would satisfy my longing to do meaningful work that I could be passionate about.
The crying jag in my car at work is evidence that it took a long time to work out that passion. There were plenty of obstacles, both real and imagined, in the journey.
Next week, Part III (and final I promise!)…