I mentioned yesterday that I work a full time job to pay the bills and there are times that I feel like I never get to be at home. I'm wondering if it would be worth it just to toss a tent up behind the store and live on site.
Today as I gear up to work harder than usual this weekend (Holiday weekends are always busier than the norm) I was toying around with the idea of stepping down out of my current position and going part time before I burn out completely. (Those who have followed me for some time know that I'm pretty much walking a tightrope the size of a strand of spider webbing when it comes to my mental stability at this point.) Then my husband dropped a bombshell on me.
His job has only given him two days to work this week.
I am the "Breadwinner" of this family. I work full time and my husband works part time and it has been that way for over 6 years.
Well, that's just not any fun.
|Too bad Adulting can't be more fun. I miss gold stars and nap time.|
So, as I leave my home at lunch time today, not to see it again until bed time tonight, I'm trying to be grateful. I mean, its good that I have a full time job and that we can pay the bills and feed the family. Its a wonderful thing to have a roof over our heads and central cooling in this hot and humid weather. I'm blessed to have been with the same company for almost 11 years now.
But knowing that my husband will be watching movies and playing video games with my kids all day today (and tomorrow, and the next day and the day after that) while I'm out there doing all the adulting... Yeah, it makes me a little sad.
Too bad Adulting can't be more fun. I miss gold stars and nap time.