Butterflies in my Belly

I had my second "secret" meeting yesterday. It was awesome! I think this would be the biggest and best career move for me EVER. They called me back already yesterday afternoon. They are putting together the formal offer. I'm kind-of freaking out.

This job would be a lot more responsibility and a lot more money. The thing that scares me and makes me really nervous is that we would probably have to move. It's pretty far away from where we live now. It's a do-able commute, but one that will make me very crabby. So, while hubby and I sat in the hot tub last night we were discussing possible relocation options. This is really big for us because we grew up in the town we live in now. I've pretty much been there my whole life.

I'm nervous, excited, scared all at the same time, which tells me this is the right thing to do.

I'm struggling a little bit too, because this move will officially make me the "provider" of our household. Until now, Jer and I have been pretty close on the salary meter (I've consistently been a notch higher, but not much). At any rate, this places less emphasis on my role as the "mom." If someone were to stay home with her, it would be Jerry. Part of me loves that I'm taking on this big role for our family, but then there is that "girly" part of me that wishes Jerry was "taking care of us." It's weird and hard to explain those feelings, but I know this will be the best thing for me to do.

Now, I just have to sit back and see what they bring to the table.