The gods must be crazy - part 3.

(this post pays homage to some very obscure and weird 80's movies entitled "the gods must be crazy I and II.")

What is going on? I need some direction here...
Today in my inbox:

Dear Angela,

I have an opening for a 6th grade Choir Director who would team teach with the Jr. High and High School teachers. Our web site is (removed to protect the innocent :) if you would like to look at our site.
Our 6th grade is in Goliad Intermediate School with the 5th grade and you would be responsible for teaching 2 show choir type classes a day. We have a 5th grade teacher who would be helping you as well. The rest of the day would be spent team teaching with the 3 Jr. High classes and 2 High school classes.
If you would like more information feel free to contact me by e-mail or by phone.

This position. This exact position is the one I finally broke down and called about some three weeks ago when I decided that I might never find a job in our district and that this would be as good a launching pad as any due to logistical issues related to the job's location and the experience I could gain. yada. yada. yada.
So three weeks ago I called about it, resigned to the fact that we might be looking at a move away from SA. According to the Administrator's secretary, the position had 'just been filled' so I decided I hadn't really 'heard from God' on that particular job.
Not hearing from God, or the confusion of wondering whether I have or not, is a strongly resonating tone in my life right now. I chalked it up to having let my desire for a solution (read: full time job) get in the way of what God must be trying to tell me.
I left no contact number and did not even give my name as an interested party after I found out that the position wasn't available. The opening dropped off the district's website and I erased it from my thoughts. Sort of.

Now this.
It turns out that this lady (the one who wrote the email) was my husband's jr. high choir director.
This job is in my husband's hometown.
The pro's and con's of such a thing are too numerous to list.
Suffice it to say, my current job is not as heavenly as it has been in the past.
This job could present a pathway to a new life for us.
There are so many complicated factors involved with a choice like this one.

A very big part of me - the part that worked so hard for a degree in a field that tugs at the core of who I am (a musician) wants this job very badly.
The other parts of me - the mom part, the wife part, the daughter part, the friend part - worries that making a decision with this much weight attached to it could (duhn, duhn, DUHN) forever alter the course of history!!!!
So much drama.

What to do!?!?!?!?!