Warning: Philosophical post ahead

For some reason unbeknownst to me, I woke up this morning feeling quite philosophical. Trust me, this doesn't happen often. Maybe it's because I am starting this new job next Monday {YES, I got the job!} and it makes me recall all my past jobs and how said careers have affected my life, my psyche, my friendships, the very essence that is indeed Jodi of Jodi's world. Some of the best friends I have made have been at work. Hmmmm, what kind of new friendships are awaiting me on the horizon?? Or plain old psychos which I seem to attract just by breathing, but that's neither here nor there.

Even deeper than thoughts of friendships is this little quandary. I was born and raised in Montana, not as glam or rustic as one would hope, and moved with my family to Cali when I was 19 and have been in the same town since. However, right before we moved to the Promised Land I had second thoughts about moving. I wanted to stay in my birth place. My Mom did her best Jewish Mother guilt trip on me {despite the fact we're not Jewish} and I moved in spite of not wanting to leave my life and friends behind. What if I would have stayed in Montana?? How much different would my life look? I would have never met my friend, Esther, who has provided me with not only a plethora of laughs but was also my Maid of Honor when I got married 15 years ago, but also threw wonderfully awesome baby showers for both my boys. Nanci, who took our wedding pictures was a friend I met at work. If I hadn't moved here who would have taken our wedding pictures? I met John, the minister who married us, and Colleen, his wife who did my wedding flowers, in Cali. If I had stayed in MT who would have married us and did my flowers? All our wedding presents would be different and some of those wedding presents I still use every day. In case you are wondering, I have no doubt I would still be married to my hubby 'cuz I met him in MT and he followed me to Cali. Poor sucker. He doesn't let me forget it when it's 110 degrees either.

Would my children have been conceived on the night that they were here in Cali? Would I even have my children had I been under the big sky's of MT? Then there is the matter of one of my very best friends, Candace. Had I been in MT I would have never met her or her kids. Her family has became so intertwined with my own that I cannot imagine life without her. And another of my best friends, MaryJane who is absent from the blogging world right now--what's up with THAT?---is still in MT. We have maintained a long distance friendship for the last 20 some odd years. Could we have remained friends had we been next door neighbors? I would like to think so, but you just never know. AND then there is the matter of blogging. Had I never moved to Cali I would have never met Some Random Girl who introduced me to the fine world of blogging! Who would I be rambling too if it wasn't to my blogging buddies?

See, what I mean, isn't it kinda creepy when you think of how one decision can totally cause a ripple effect? I guess this is what movies like the "butterfly effect" are all about. One little move can change your whole life, for better or worse. What would you be reading right now if you weren't reading THIS post??? You may be wishing you weren't even reading this post RIGHT now, but I can't do anything about that, now can I?

I got up this morning feeling all deep and contemplative on my life and was telling Chad, hubby, all about my thoughts. He was like, hmmm, you're odd, and not in a quirky cute kind of way, more in a you're insane kind of way. Thanks honey, I think I would be this weirdo no matter where we lived, but thanks. He's a mechanic and a damn good one at that, he started wondering out loud how much different our lives would be if he wasn't a mechanic. I said I wished he was a chiropractor. He asked why and I replied, "cuz my back hurts this morning and if you were a chiropractor my back wouldn't hurt". Yeah, I'm deep and philosophical like that.

How about you, do you ever think about where you would be if you had zigged instead of sagged??? I mean zagged....But I guess sagged would work too. :)