Around the time Peter was born (February 12), Nate applied to a job at Trek Bicycle in Waterloo, Wisconsin. It's not that we were unhappy in California or he was unhappy at Apple, but our hearts belong in Wisconsin, closer to family. As you can probably imagine, this was a big decision, and before Nate had any job offers, it was easy to daydream about the move: about buying a house for less than a bazillion dollars, about dropping our kids off at Belle Mere's or Oma's for a spontaneous date night, about weekends on the lake...
So we prayed for guidance through opened and/or closed doors. He opened lots of doors and lined up lots of interviews. Back in mid-April, Nate flew to Madison and interviewed with four different companies in three days. I was amazed by his preparation (i.e. shoes shined, new non-pleated suits and a haircut) and his endurance and he was thankful for my ability to handle Louisa, Cora and Peter alone in California for 4 days. Nate called me right after his interview with Trek and I think we both knew at that point that if they wanted him, we wanted them. He'll start June 15, working on integrating electronics into bikes, which will tap directly into his 3 years of experience at Apple.
We've both felt fairly calm throughout the transition thus far. I think partly because any time we wonder whether or not we made the right decision, we remind each other how often we've prayed that God's will be done. The other reason for the calm during the storm of moving is that Trek hired a moving company to pack and ship our belongings, including our cars. Amazing! So we only worked for about 12 hours organizing, donating, and packing clothes for the short-term before a great packing team came in and started boxing up our lives. As our days in California whittled down, I gave away plants, frozen and refrigerated food, propane tanks, and cans of paint. The hardest thing to leave behind was my thriving orchid, but giving it to my MOPS mentor mom, Becky, made it a little bit easier.
|My view while feeding Peter on the last day in our house|
|Peter's bed on the bathroom floor|
|My lunch on the last day|
|Peter wasn't so sure he really wants to leave Apple|
|Scenic Hwy 1 drive from Sonoma to San Francisco|
|Love the shirt, the backdrop, and my husband|
|Goodbye, California coast!|
|Forget wine tastings...a cheese tasting is where it's at|
|Visiting the home of a cheese favorite, Mt Tam|
|Street car pick up near Union Square in San Fran|
|Back in time for a nap on Papa...|
|...and a daddy playgroup/happy hour|