It is finally time to write the belated holiday letter. I thought about writing it in late November, but figured it would be pretty boring with nothing much new to say. Alas, careful what you wish for.
On Dec 2nd, Doug came home early and told me that he had bad and good news. His office was closing, but he had been one of the current employees offered a position in the
For the next two weeks we waited uneasily for the relocation package. As the news chronicled the poor holiday sales and rising unemployment numbers, we were happy just to have a job offer. And if we had to pick one other city in the
Finally the package arrived just a few days after it had been promised. But it was sketchy and lackluster. There were benefits to partially abate moving and real estate costs, but no information about the job situation once we got there. What if we sold our home of 16 years and moved to
He was simultaneously pursuing negotiations with the current company. They wanted him to go, and perhaps we could get some concessions in case the
On January 5 vacations ended. As the kids returned to school, we started to meet with real estate agents to try to get some firm numbers. Doug had to make a decision on the relocation by Jan 20. By the 9th, we were pretty sure we would take the offer. I invited my mother to lunch. When she arrived at the restaurant, she was surprised to see Doug with me. But I didn’t think I could handle telling her on my own. I was unsure of my emotions and what her reaction would be. She spends time every week with my kids, is our only babysitter, and her other grandchildren moved to
So how could we be surprised when on January 12th, Doug got a call from a head hunter about a position in NYC. He quickly set up an interview with just a week until decision time. On Dec 15th, a day when the temperature barely exceeded 10 degrees, he walked up the snowy street in his coat, suit and dress shoes around . He figured the bus was the only was to get into the city safely. When he realized the roads weren’t too bad, he came back and decided to drive to the ferry. That would give him much more flexibility for the return trip. If the interview was short, he wouldn’t have been able to get a bus home until late in the afternoon. The interview went well. He was there from to just after 3. He called while waiting for the ferry bus, and said that he likely had to meet with more people in the next day or two, but that the company was very hard core, and the employees worked from 8am to 8pm nearly every day. Doug currently leaves the house at 8 and is home around 6.
The ferry bus picked him up and headed for the midtown terminal, sirens whizzing by. Something was wrong. By the time the bus reached the terminal, it was closed. A plane had landed in the
Somehow, the fact that we have escaped all these crazy
* being on our honeymoon when the
* Doug’s company having clients in the
* The crazy “Miracle on the
reminds us of the importance of family, the need to be together, to make the best of challenging times, to take a leap into a better future, and perhaps get away from
We are moving to
Today is GWB’s last day as President. Perhaps the horrible wars and economic woes will soon disappear. The inauguration of PRESIDENT OBAMA makes us hopeful and proud. It is a time for change, and our lives are changing too.We wish you all peace, health and prosperity in the coming year. When we have a new address we will send it along.