I'm back! When we picked the kids up, there were no police officers or social workers waiting for us so I'm guessing that went well. Or they didn't want to delay our leaving because they were exhausted after 3 nights with my boys.
The interview went okay. The manager was leaving for vacation in 2 hours and seemed preoccupied. It was part 1 of a 3 part process and he took his personal information to begin a background check and there will be a phone interview with some other department when he returns. I'm fairly confident that they want to hire Mr. Ashley but until we get an offer that involves numbers we don't know what will happen with moving.
But, I love Charlotte, NC. I thought the job would probably take us there and I would learn to adapt. Now I'm thinking we will find a way to take us there and the job may adapt. If this situation doesn't work out, we will work towards finding one that will because I really, truly loved it there. I loved the hills, I loved the trees, I loved the neighborhoods and I really, really, really, really loved the city. The part I thought I would like least is absolutely the part I liked most. It was beautiful. It felt clean, smart, safe, calm and fun. Driving wasn't scary. Even the homeless people were nice. I have pictures but they don't want to upload, so maybe later. (Pictures of the city, not the homeless people.)
On the drive home I was so thrilled that we had explored the area; suddenly my home town was shining a little less bright. Stupid pointy palm trees, wet hot weather all day and night, flat landscape, small town with nothing to do, boring one story houses. Blah.
But then I got home. I went to the beach with old friends. I had an amazing summer day with people I really enjoy being around. I dug my feet down in the soft white sand and floated around in the warm Gulf water. I went home and napped during the every day afternoon rain. I do kind of like the stupid pointy palm trees.
I think we're still moving though and I know we will love it. I think the boys will have more opportunities there and I think our overall quality of life would improve. If it's with this job, we would be there at the end of September. If it's not with this job, I'd prefer to wait until the end of the school year and get in one more year of beach time and crazy neighbors and old friends.
Because this is nice too: