Well, this past week I was employed full time (WITH PAY — that is the important part for a long time stay at home mom) for the first time since — drum roll please — 2004! Actually, it was rather anticlimactic and not nearly as exhausting as I imagined it might be. This is probably because for the last two years I have been working with children — other peoples’ children, that is — and have developed a high threshold for noise, weirdness, grossness, and just plain kidness. After discovering that I can truly work a full week of real adult type work without dying, I want to keep doing it. It is immensely more fun that folding laundry, scrubbing floors, vacuuming the hall repeatedly to get the scruffy over-traveled strands to stand back up, and loading/unloading the dishwasher. Also, I get paid real money that is money I earned for doing real work that I did! I know, that last sentence didn’t make sense to anyone, except perhaps other stay at homes. The important thing is that I am contributing to the household, and to society, in a way that I haven’t been able to in years, and it feels great!
Anyway, after becoming a ‘Contributing Member’ again, I did discover one tiny flaw in my brilliant plan to be a breadwinner. When I come home after a semi-grueling day of work (at the school it’s always a crap shoot how much the kids will torture me) I look around the messy house and say “Eww, I don’t wanna do any domestic work! It’s almost dinner time, and I’m starving! Oh crap, no one made dinner!” Yeah, reality check. Luckily I have a very supportive hubby who has been helping me with a lot more around the house, even before the transition to my new job. And with summer right around the corner, I just have to hang in there for a handful of weeks, to see whether or not I’m cut out to be a full time employee at the school. It’s almost like a test drive for a job. Of course, since I get so attached to ‘my kids’ at the school, I have a feeling that I won’t want to quit working full time, not even on bad days, not even when I am tired, discouraged, frustrated, and downright flustered. Hmm. maybe I am on to something here.