I'm starting a job this week. It is the first time that I've worked out side the home full time in 15 years. I am very surprised at how excited I am over my new position. I went back and got my college degree this last year and have managed to land my dream job within a couple months. I have to say that this isn't a job it is a career and there is a difference between the two.
This step is huge for my family. My two teen girls are so excited to see me go off and work out side the home. They are proud of me and very curious to see how this impacts our family. My son doesn't have a clue and thinks it won't be any different than any other day but that is because all he knows is me being here for him every waking minute. My husband is just tickled to death that I'm doing this. He completely supports me as he always has. We both agreed on me staying home with the kids and we both made all the sacrifices so I could be the one that woke up with the kids, put them to bed, picked them up from school and ran them around to their activities. I thought he would have a hard time with me pursuing my career as this has just made me the main bread winner in the family. I've more than doubled our family income with this new job.
This last week has had me looking at every detail of our lives and cleaning house. If I didn't know better I would think we were having another baby as I'm nesting just as bad. I've cleaned closets. I've got all the clothing ready. All the bills are paid and the home office is organized. A daily schedule has been made so I can know what I'm doing and stay on schedule every moment of every day. I'm planning the meals for the week so dinner will be done every day. I don't want anyone to suffer for me taking this step. I know we will change and grow but I don't want to let my kids down. I want them to be able to depend on me like they always have.
I figure that if I'm working 8 hours out of the day that is only 1/3 of the day. That doesn't sound so bad when you look at it like that. That still leaves me 1/3 of the day to sleep and another 1/3 of the day to be with my family. How bad can it possibly be? Of course my first day of work already has me facing child care problems. It is summer and I plan on paying my girls to watch their little brother who is only 7. The girls however are on a trip to Colorado with their dad. My inlaws who live closeby will be out of town watching my neice play her last volleyball game. My best friend is also out of town on a family vacation. These are all my babysitters and they are all gone when I need them. Thank goodness I have a few cards I can pull out and redeem. One of my other friends has volunteered to watch Sam. I'm dropping him off to spend the night on Monday so I can get up and go to work on tuesday without any one around to slow me down or distract me. It is weird to think I won't see Sam until I get off of work.
I just can't believe how much nesting I'm doing to start a job!!!!
