Matt's "dream job" is apparently not going to be much of a dream. He still likes the atmosphere, being around bikes, and the people; but it isn't shaping up to be what he thought it would be. After deciding he wasn't quitting band, he asked for the Salt Lake and San Diego games off. Then he found out he can't take any Saturdays off in the summer because those are big sale days. I get that. It makes sense. Summer - best season and Saturdays - best days, but to not allow ANY Saturdays off at all?

Initially, Matt was going to train to be their accountant. Their current accountant isn't planning on retiring for at least another 10 years, but Matt was supposed to train in order to assist their current accountant. Had they done that, when the accountant was in the hospital, they wouldn't have had to do without. It sort of sounded like once he got back, Matt would start getting trained, but I don't think that has happened. Who knows if/when it will.

I'll admit, I blame myself in part for this. As if the cut in pay and three months without insurance weren't bad enough. I wish I'd never given in so quickly to tell Matt to take the job. At least with the bank he could take time off (even if it annoyed his boss sometimes) and we had insurance. I wish we hadn't given up looking for a job in Arizona so quickly. Afterall, Matt is accepted to ASU.

So we're both looking a little bit harder. Matt is moreso looking in California - but I'd still like to move to Arizona. (There are still decent and cheap houses there. We can't afford to live in California. It's only like a 5 hour drive between the two.) Next time, before he takes a job, I'm going to make sure they're fully aware of his band requirements and will allow him the weekends he needs for rehearsals and games.