On the drive home I had time to think about what life would really be like day-to-day if I were to get a job: What would E. do during the summer? No more lazy days at the ranch. No more spontaneous day trips with Dad. I'd have to find someone to take care of her all summer and after school. And sick days? Perhaps Dad could take a day off and take care of her, but as much as he loves her, no one does it like Mom does;) And what about all my lovable li'l critters! Oh, forget it, I'm staying right where I am! My thrift-shop jeans and sweatshirts are just fine, and before I know it, it will be spring again. You know what I really think I need is a puppy...a Corgi puppy. Man, I've got Corgi fever so bad!
E. and me.
So, I just have to keep reminding myself of why I do what I do, I guess, and be very, very grateful. I have a friend who goes through the same thing in the opposite way. She, on occasion, thinks she wants to quit her job and stay at home. But very quickly she realizes that she wouldn't last long at home before she would be missing the stimulation and satisfaction she gets from her job. We all like to look over the fence once in a while, don't we?
Next time you get the idea to go and get a job, I might have to come over there and smack some sense into you! ;)
ReplyDeleteI used to feel like I was missing out on something because I wasn't "working" (when we know is baloney, because I worked my tail off, even if I was still in my pajamas while I was working). I finally realized that what I was missing wasn't the work -- it was all the stuff that I used to do to avoid work: go get coffee; gossip while I was waiting to use the coffee machine . . .stuff like that.
ReplyDeleteSo I trained the urchins to be baristas, and to gossip. Now that's good parenting!
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