Hello friends! How are you? As promised I’m posting a blog this week, my first (with the exception of a few “Books of My Life” posts) since early January and I’m feeling a bit awkward. Strangely, I’m at a loss for words. I have so much to share, perhaps too much, perhaps stuff you could care less about, and I’m experiencing a bit of stage fright. Where do I begin? I find myself with little time these days to craft anything with structure, so if you’ll indulge me, this is going to be a random Hodge podge of updates and observations (with minimal editing, I’m sorry)
I got a job, a real one, working in an office. It has been quite an adjustment. A strange series of events led to this. Last fall I was painting some furniture, which was a hobby that had generated some nice mad money for me (even more than writing, sadly). I’d begun to plan our annual summer road trip and factored the costs into my budget spreadsheet and was gooblesmacked to discover Momma was in the red. There are a number of reasons for this, but I won’t bore you with them (and who knows, it may be a travel planning post one day). Suffice it to say, it was clear that if I wanted to embark on our trip, I was going to have to make some more money.
I’m an accountant by trade – college educated and certified. It was never a great passion, but I chose that path in part because I knew I’d always be able to find a job. I wanted that security. Since leaving my original career path for being a stay-at-home mom, I’ve worked a few part-time jobs (from home), doing accounting and attestation work. So I put the word out that I was looking. A friend of mine connected me with her friend, who owns a company that places moms with clients who need help with accounting, marketing, or business writing. It was perfect, because I’d be able to set my own hours and work from home (and ideally, still be able to write). It was just what I needed.
The holiday season tripped me up a bit, but in January I got a call. I was a bit surprised, because the client wanted a lot more hours than I’d anticipated and they wanted me to work on-site. I started to have second thoughts, because I really didn’t want to have to “go to” work each day. I’ve been at home with the kids for fifteen years, and logistically I didn’t even know how (if) I could do it.
The client was in a hurry and I thought about it for a day and for some wild and crazy reason – I went for it.
It’s been five weeks and it’s been a whirlwind. My life is in complete disarray and I’m hot mess. Picture all the movies that feature a working mom running around, forgetting to pick up her children, and rushing out the door with papers flying out of her tote bag. That’s me.
The first couple of weeks were really, really tough. I came home with a headache every night and a knot in my left shoulder that hadn’t been there in, well, fifteen years. I would drop my bags and walk past my clamoring children, enroute to the bar for my wine. Every night. Not kidding, not proud, not gonna lie – it was needed!
Sometime in the third week, I found my groove. Confidence, a feeling I’d not experienced in quite a long time, sparked something in me. I started feeling like a different person.
I feel smart again. Needed. A little exhilarated. Tired, but not necessarily in a bad way. I’m calmer at home. I’m focused on work at work, and on my family at home. I’m more relaxed. This all sometimes makes me feel like “superwoman” – NOT to be confused with perfectwomen – not at all my friends! More like everywoman, we do what we gotta do. Don’t we?
Which got me to thinking….
Oh shit. I’m supposed to HATE accounting. How many times have I put that in writing? I’m too fragged to link up one of a dozen posts I’ve written attesting to that. And this has me revisiting my Skinny Dip Society journey. And that my friends is a whole lot of aha moments – and I don’t have it in me to explore them at the present time.
I miss you all. Very much. I miss writing. I do. But, I don’t miss the chasing-the-numbers game. And I don’t miss social media one flipping bit.
My guy has been amazing – and the first week he was a hoot. Dude had no idea how much I really did do, being at home. Funny stories to share on that front – hilarious. Swear to God, if I write nothing else – this one, I will. Some day soon. Chuckle, chuckle.
The kids are doing really well. We’re in the throes of track season and of course, the timing couldn’t be worse. Oh, and Audrey is in her school’s musical and there’s like fifteen rehearsals a week. And Cammy just earned his “advanced” yellow belt. My brain is like jellyfish (where am I going with that reference????) when I look at my calendar and try to navigate all the places I’m supposed to be. Seriously – Amy and Kathy if you are reading this, thank you for saving my ass by getting my children where they need to be. I love to watch the track meets, even if I kind of hate these kids – with their fit bodies blazing past me. I feel like my body is also a jellyfish. How do working moms find time to work out? Seriously. Tips, please! I’m begging you.
And speaking of “working moms.” This is not a SAHM vs working mom thing – I promise. I have worked for fifteen years, but I did have a modicum of control over my schedule. Kind of, but of course not really. But now – the train is off the rails! To all you moms who have had to seriously do it all – I’ve always admired you, but now, I am in complete awe of you. How in the world do you do it????????? Seriously.
I’m done. I think I may be off the rails. So, I will conclude with just a few pics of the last two months.
The family kicked off the year with a mini road trip, to see (again) the NASCAR Hall of Fame in Charlotte – this was for Hunter.
Barrett – just being gorgeous (I really enjoy dressing him up). Lots of new clothes for Christmas. I’m here to tell you on March 17th! – he’s grown out of them all!
Audrey being Aud – flexible (NOT).
President’s Day weekend we did a North GA mini-road trip. This photo was taken in Helen, GA. Ice-cream on a very chilly day!
Me, stupid-tired, soft-focused selfie, one night before work, wondering what in the Hell I was doing…
Hunter, headed off to his first high school track meet.
And running in his first high school track meet.
Aud’s last (weep) Father-Daughter dance. She got very emotional about it, heart-breaker for Daddy.
Aud & Hunter running with Barrett on Sunday, getting ready for his big day.
Bear running in his first track meet of the season (more later:))
I’ve seen many sunrises the last few weeks – dropping the boys off for their pre-school practices (groan).
Spring has arrived in Georgia!
Cammy earning his gold belt (with the black stripe – very important).
Oh, one more thing – April is Autism Awareness – and I plan to contribute in any and all ways I can. I’m looking for “Autism Angels!” I have one I’m writing about, but need more (I’d like to feature four in April). You can guest post or you can nominate someone and I’ll send you interview questions. For past examples, please click here.
That’s it…have to go to bed, big day tomorrow. Work and I’m chaperoning Barrett’s class on a field trip (a play and lunch) and my in-laws are arriving for the weekend to celebrate R’s mother’s 70th birthday!!!!!
This is inspired by my girl Kristi and this weeks FTSF Link up. I forget the sentence – I suck, but it’s something about being a superwoman. I am not. Please read her post – I am sure it rocks! And her co-host, Vidya.
How are you????? Please, tell me!