Just Kidding

So turns out I'm kind of a liar. Remember how I said I'm quitting my job and that we're moving at the end of the summer? Turns out I lied about both of those things. And honestly, we couldn't be more relieved. Everything fell into place quickly and smoothly. We're very blessed.

I was going to quit my job because soon I will have to do an externship somewhere, and then I was going to hope and pray that someone would hire me, a brand new Medical Assistant, right after my externship. Turns out most Doctors want MAs with experience. Picky picky. The place that I work for now offered me the opportunity to do my externship there. They let me pick my schedule too, so I'm going to be doing my externship the exact same hours and days that Rick works. And I will still be able to keep my job. I already only work part time right now, and my hours would be cut even more, but a job is a job and I love where I work. I will go into work everyday for a few hours and do my regular job, and then go upstairs to the Nursing Department to give TB tests and have delinquent teenagers complain to me about their headaches. Really though, I'm very excited.

So now onto the housing situation. In September Rick's parents are going to Ecuador (I think?) where they will be temple missionaries (I think?) for a year. We're not sure yet if they are going to take the house off the market for that year or not, but we decided it would be best for everyone if we stayed here (you have no idea how much I hate moving) and pay a higher rent to them and then we would still keep the house and yard nice and they could just enjoy their mission together and not have to worry about it. We've started to do little things here and there to update the house and make it our own. Like installing a ceiling fan in our bedroom. Best idea ever. We love living in the house that Rick grew up in. The very same house where I dyed my hair pink in the bathroom and had a cake fight in the kitchen. Little did I know that 5 years later I would be mopping the kitchen floor of that house like it's going out of style.

And now onto the really important stuff. We need your help. We've reached a point in our marriage where we just don't know what to do. Blogging about our problem and asking others for their opinion sounds like the only logical thing to do at this point.

SHOULD RICK GROW OUT HIS HAIR AGAIN OR SHOULD HE KEEP IT SHORT?

I love how Rick's hair looks when it's short. I'm all about clean cut. Although I must admit that when his hair is long, it is very very pretty. Part of my issue is that I won't feel awesome about myself knowing that my husbands hair is prettier than mine. That's a hard pill to swallow. I feel like if he grows his hair out again he should agree to these 2 rules - 1. Shower in the guest bathroom. His hair isn't even long right now and I have to clean out the bathtub after every time he showers or else the water won't drain. Seriously. 2. Vacuum at least 2 times a week.

Here is the long haired Rick. The reason you're thinking "This looks super weird" is because of his glasses. Don't worry, they don't look like that anymore.

Short haired Rick with normal glasses.

Your thoughts?