As I mentioned before, I started working at a gym in my neighborhood. I work while the kids are in school, from 9-3pm. I'm also selling Pampered Chef on a part-time basis. I was planning on being Vince's administrative assistant too, but there aren't enough hours a day!
It's been quite an adjustment going back to work. I haven't worked since Dawson was a baby (he's 10 now). If I thought I was busy before, now I'm swamped (hence the lack of blog posts)!!! For those of you full-time, working moms out there I salute you! Juggling it all can be very complicated.
The main reason I started working at the gym was to meet people. It's been cool building relationships with the people I work with as well as gym members.
By now most people I work with know we're starting a church. I try to put off telling people because a lot of times their whole demeanor and attitude towards me changes. No matter how cool I am, I instantly loose coolness once I tell them I'm a pastor's wife!
There's one guy who is a conspiracy-theorist who curses like a sailor. Once he found out what we're doing in Vegas he started apologizing every time he curses and started talking about religion in the midst of his conspiracy rants. I liked it better before he knew I was a Christian.
There's one guy who is genuinely interested in Christianity. We have great conversations and he has lots of questions. At one point he became a Mormon so he could date a girl (By the way, there is a huge Mormon influence in Vegas. If anyone has any advice I would appreciate it. I've literally never talked to a Mormon before we moved here). I mentioned that he should meet with Vince and he said he would. I asked him if his wife would like to come too and he said that she hates religion and wouldn't be interested. The next day he came back and told me that she is interested and wants to get together with us! How awesome is that?!
A couple weeks ago I had a conversation with a girl who told me that she had delivered still-born twins a few years ago. Ironically, a few years ago I helped my sister-in-law deliver her still-born baby. We had an instant connection and shared in each other's sorrow.
So here's the question I keep asking myself? Is it worth it? Is the extra stress, lack of available time, busyness and general chaos that's ensued from me working worth it? I'm not completely sure, but I can tell you that after the guy told me that he and his wife wanted to have dinner with us, and after my conversation with the mom who lost her babies, I would definitely say YES!
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