But really, what will I do?

Today was our "last day" to get things one before Ron starts his new job tomorrow and I put on my "housewife" (stay-at home mom, domestic diva, whatever you choose to call it) hat that I have not worn in many, many years.  The past few weeks have had an odd feeling.  Not quite vacation, but not quite "real life" either.  Neither one of us has been working, so we have been puttering around the house, getting to know the area and its fun places and spending money on all those little odds and ends you need it a new home (that quickly add up in price!).

Today we surrendered our last "visible" sign of being tourists--our Indiana license plates.  We got our North Carolina driver's licenses a few weeks ago, but hadn't done the plates yet (you have to wait until your lovely new NC license comes to you in the mail before you can do plates).  To that end, we discovered that a CDL transfers states without having to re-test while I, on the other hand, had to take the written test (or computer station test).  Ron and I were both shocked by the speed in which the DMV worked this morning.  In and out in less than 10 minutes.  Shock and awe! 

We were like kids opening a new present, we couldn't wait to get home and put them on our cars.  We stood back and looked at both vehicles--at least our cars don't look like tourists anymore.  We would no longer get the puzzled look followed by the "you're from Indiana?"  when someone helps us put something in our car.  (I stopped counting how many times we have gotten that comment in the last 5 weeks).

Ron was fortunate enough to land a job in his field only 10 days after arriving here.   After a few weeks of down time, paperwork and pre-employment physicals along with the ever-popular required pee-in-a-cup test, he will return to the working world tomorrow.  I think he is relieved a bit, especially knowing the days until full-coverage health insurance are now only 31 days away.  (We were responsible parents and purchased high-deductible short term major medical insurance, but it has no "bells and whistles" like office visits, drug coverage and dental).  Even though he won't admit it, I think he is looking forward to it.  New places, new faces, new challenges, new opportunities; and a new potato chip van in our driveway!

I am still feeling a little unsettled -- routine is good in some ways, not just for the kids.  They jumped in right away and started school after only a week off (we moved over spring break).  Although they claim school is "no big deal"  I do think it has helped them feel a little more at home, getting them into a daily routine and making new friends right away.

The last time I had this much time without working outside my home was when I had Ben -- almost 7 years ago.  This time is much different with no little ones at home needing my attention, what will I do (besides checking Facebook to see what everyone else is doing?).  I have many projects to work on around the house that I would like to get done before I start working again.  There are always dishes to be done and clothes to be washed...but I am still wondering..

But, really, what will I do? 

My job was always important to me.  I didn't love it every day, but who does?  But, for the most part, I enjoyed helping customers and I really enjoyed the group of colleagues I worked with.  They were a great group, and I miss them.  I wonder if my next job will provide the same sort of camaraderie?  I hope so.

But, really, what will I do?

I have asked myself that question over and over, especially as I scour the internet looking for jobs. Should I stay in banking?  Banking was never a career I planned, more like one I fell into.  Do I stay in banking because that is what I know and my experience is?  Do I try something new?  I have replied to a variety of ads and postings and nothing has jumped out yet.  Every day I look and every day I ask...

Really, what will I do?

I don't know the answer yet, but for now, I will keep asking...