

It had taken me several months in Spokane before I found a job, so I was really nervous about not being able to find a job quickly here in Seattle. With Seattle being far more expensive and needing to save more for infertility stuff (Oh yes, I haven't talked about that either.... Later.) I had started my hunt early and I was super excited when I got an interview at a women's health clinic just a week after we moved. The same day of the interview I got an offer. I felt a little off for some reason about accepting the offer so quickly, but it was exactly what I was looking for and I couldn't think of a reason to say no. Unfortunately the first week of training I continued to feel off. I couldn't figure out what was making me so hesitant, but after praying and praying about it and talking with Josh I finally realized I had to quit. It was one of the hardest decisions I've ever had to make. (I'm sure that sounds silly to some. But it was okay?!) Josh and I really needed the money and I couldn't imagine telling them I would have to quit after just one week of work. The worst part was that I had no idea why I felt the need to quit; And the second worst part was I had no idea what I was supposed to do instead. So I did it. I quit. And then I thought and thought and thought and thought. Which direction was I supposed to go in now? Well, you guessed it. Dog walking...and sitting. It took a while, but I managed to start my own business and slowly build my clients. At the time I had no idea why it was the path for me, but it became clear a few months later.
