minor league madness

Update: In the past month we’ve lived in three different states. I’ve driven through eight different states, some of them more than once and we’ve packed and unpacked our car with our belongings twice, once completely by myself. Oh, and we’ve done it all with making less than $500 dollars the whole month. Just your glamorous baseball life!

The craziest part of all of it had to have been the past week and a half. The Batavia team was on a road trip to West Virginia, which I made the road trip to go watch with another wife and her parents, mind you, I drove down with them in her car. So, it’s fourth of July, which made for a fun trip and a fun game, who doesn’t love free baseball and fireworks?? Okay, probably a lot of people, being me about a couple of years ago, but now it’s totally fun! Cody was meant to pitch that day and after waiting the whole game, alas he didn’t. Honestly, we weren’t sure what had been going on the past few days, we joked around him getting released and it being the end of baseball.

After the game we tried to meet up with them to have dinner, but when the game ends around 10:30 and you have to wait for a team meeting and showers and such it ends up being 11 pm and nothing is open, so we all chatted a bit and then decided to head back to the hotel and the boys left on the bus to go eat at a gas station (yep, the typical stop for a bus full of athletes that need to eat is a gas station).

We get back to our hotel around midnight when Cody texts me, “I’m going to Greensboro.” And my first thought is “hah hah you’re hilarious.” Because we talked about guys getting moved up while on road trips and how all their stuff gets left behind and how nuts that would be. And besides, getting moved up this early in short season for us was not really on our minds, maybe towards the end, but we though New York was just going to be our home for the summer.

He was not joking.

He got pulled off the bus and the coach talked to him telling him he was going to Greensboro in the morning and that it could be temporary. Oh, and the flight was at 8 am, an hour away, you need to find a cab to pick you up at 5 am (with an add in of “maybe your wife could take you?”)

So, here I am in West Virginia, a little over six hour drive from our current home, with a family I literally just met and Cody gets shipped off to North Carolina. Immediately, I look into finding ways to get back to New York as fast as possible to be able to start packing up, if not everything, at least Cody’s clothes so he isn’t living off a bag that was only packed for three days. Thanks to my sweetest parents we rent a car and I drive from West Virginia to upstate New York. Mind you, in all this there is still the “could be temporary” in our minds and we have to decide to take the risk and completely move or wait till he is possibly sent back to New York.

Three days later, I have the car all packed up and am making a ten hour drive to Greensboro, NC. We stay in a hotel for four days and in that time beg apartment complexes to let us rent for two months. And now here we are, at the end of a crazy almost two weeks in our new apartment that I’m not sure I actually want to move out of it’s so perfect for us. Praising the Lord for his amazing provision and wisdom during this time. All we can keep talking about is how much we’ve been pushed and grown in trusting Him and not ourselves in this ever changing and unpredictable lifestyle.