Why is working 4.25 hours a day so hard?
This post is in no way a cry for help. I am not at the end of my rope. I do not complain of serious issues that threaten my well-being on this blog. This the place where I whine superficially about superficial things or I post stuff that if my children had said it, I would tell them 1) chill, 2) wah (in my most sarcastic voice), or 3) if you would like to complain, please complain to the cats because I don't have time to hear it. Or I post about the kids.
I've been working outside the home since September and I still can't seem to get a schedule down. I've had a tough time adapting to being gone part of the day. It's taken me 7 months to finally realize that I can do only three things per day. 1) Seminary and all that pertains unto it, 2) work, and 3) make dinner. And sometimes, only two of those things.
Today, because I did not fall into a sleep-deprived coma as I did yesterday and the day before, I was able to make dinner. Hooray for me!
Not only that....
get this....
I made TWO dinners!
I made a double batch of chicken divan so that I have ONE IN THE FREEZER. I am amazed at myself. I almost can't wait for the day when I will be strapped for time but I can still pull off a homemade dinner because I had the foresight today to make an extra casserole.
A big thank you to Jim who manages to take up the slack (even though him doing the laundry means that currently I own ZERO pairs of unshrunken mittens). Someday, I'll get the hang of juggling work and household duties.
My biggest complaint about working (after the complaint about finding it hard to manage my time) is that I don't get to be home when the kids get home from school. And I don't get to pick up Hayley from her after-school band commitments. I consider it my right and duty to be home but alas, I cannot.
(the mother in me is rolling her eyes and saying, "Oh my, your life is SO. HARD."
I leave you with a picture Matt drew for a school assignment (social studies perhaps?). He had to draw himself as a Greek.
He managed to make himself look Greek AND Japanese at the same time.
I've been working outside the home since September and I still can't seem to get a schedule down. I've had a tough time adapting to being gone part of the day. It's taken me 7 months to finally realize that I can do only three things per day. 1) Seminary and all that pertains unto it, 2) work, and 3) make dinner. And sometimes, only two of those things.
Today, because I did not fall into a sleep-deprived coma as I did yesterday and the day before, I was able to make dinner. Hooray for me!
Not only that....
get this....
I made TWO dinners!
I made a double batch of chicken divan so that I have ONE IN THE FREEZER. I am amazed at myself. I almost can't wait for the day when I will be strapped for time but I can still pull off a homemade dinner because I had the foresight today to make an extra casserole.
A big thank you to Jim who manages to take up the slack (even though him doing the laundry means that currently I own ZERO pairs of unshrunken mittens). Someday, I'll get the hang of juggling work and household duties.
My biggest complaint about working (after the complaint about finding it hard to manage my time) is that I don't get to be home when the kids get home from school. And I don't get to pick up Hayley from her after-school band commitments. I consider it my right and duty to be home but alas, I cannot.
(the mother in me is rolling her eyes and saying, "Oh my, your life is SO. HARD."
I leave you with a picture Matt drew for a school assignment (social studies perhaps?). He had to draw himself as a Greek.
He managed to make himself look Greek AND Japanese at the same time.
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P.S. I know you're not looking for sympathy, but I know how you must really be feeling due to your lack of posting lately. I miss that.
Matt's picture is rather nice. I like his style. He does a very nice job. Maybe a job as a cartoonist.