Paul and I are smart people. Really we are. Although some of our decisions in the last five years would suggest otherwise.
Like when we both thought filling out an “anonymous” work survey, a week before our wedding, would prove to be beneficial. What it proved was that upper management no longer needed his services.
And then a year later when we decided to move 2,000 miles away from my family…while being pregnant in my first trimester. This only proved that excess hormones corrupt your ability to think clearly.
Or the time we spent $4,000 to put in a backyard deck, only to tear it down the following summer because we decided the view of our alleyway was less than desirable. This proved that I’ll never have the dream kitchen I want, because we wasted money on a deck we barely used.
So, it’s only appropriate that we have put our house on the market (in possibly the worst economic time, since I was born) and relocate back to California (a state on the brink of bankruptcy.)
Dumb? I hope not.
We do have good reason (of course, that’s what we said with all of other brilliant ideas.) It’s been three months now since Paul lost his job. That may not sound like a long time, considering there are so many people who have been unemployed for over a year now. But Paul could easily turn into one of those people. In an effort to avoid that, he has decided to make an opportunity for himself, instead of waiting for one to come to him.
He’s joined forces with two other exceptional gentlemen and they are going to take the Digital Signage Industry by storm. And you know what? I actually believe they will. Collectively, they’re unstoppable.
No more bitching about the brutal winters. No more bitching about being an airfare away from my family. No more bitching about unemployment. No more. We’re going to turn chicken shit into chicken salad.
And if our future is nearly as good as this chicken salad, we’ll be in pretty good shape.
Cranberry Pecan Chicken Salad
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