|Leon my Bed Buddy this rainy morning.|
It's pouring in Sydney. It's a great day to be home!
At some point I must get going and clean the bathroom, put away washing and vacuum the floors, but right now I am enjoying the quiet. I love the sound of rain.
While I lie here patting the cat, I am contemplating the return to "normal" that is immanent in the House of O. The Workaholic starts his new Sydney job. It is a time of decisions for me.
When he went away for work I looked for a part time job, withdrew from my studies and focused on single parenting.
Now I need to rethink things. I need more time at home. The Workaholic makes more mess than the rest of put together. My 8 hour a week job is actually way more than 8 hours because I need to drive so far between appointments. It doesn't work for my family but I am in the terrible situation of really loving my work. I know I fit in well for the company and that is making it really tough to extricate myself. I feel ridiculous! It's a no brainer, but still I just can't resign and move on. Most of all I need to upgrade my qualifications so that I can get a real job when the Munchkin starts school in 2015.
I just can't understand why I am having such a problem with this!
How's your Saturday looking?