I've been avoiding talking about work. Not because I don't like it, but because I'm not adjusting as well as I'd like.
The paying job is great. The people I work with are intelligent and fun to be around. I enjoy the work.
The problem is that I can't give up my mom job. (Not that I want to, but you know what I mean.) John lets me sleep in a little, so I get enough sleep. But as soon as I'm up, I'm on the job. I have a 15 hour work day. 5 days in a row. Every week.
Those of you in TX, may have noticed that I've practically fallen off of the face of the earth. I apologize. Once we hit summer and I can get a mother's helper a few days a week, or some regular playdates lined up, I promise I'll pop my head into normal life a little more often.
For now just know that work is going well. But I'm exhausted.
Sunday, May 03, 2009
Working Two Jobs
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2 comments:
What if on Saturday and Sunday you made big meals for easy rearrangements during the week, and packed your dinners for the week so you can grab and go.
What if before John puts the boys to bed they do a Ten Minute Tidy. Any toys left out the Gunny Bag might eat (remember in Joy School? Draw a face on a pillow and he eats the toys left out. The toys go away for a few days)
What if you all moved back to NY so your mom could help out (I know, not happening any time soon, but it was worth a shot)
I'm working full time too... I feel your pain and the joy.
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