Blogger's Block
I keep having things happen throughout the day that I think, I should blog about this! Then evening falls, the kids are in bed, the house is quiet and I'm like what the hell was I going to write about? It's happened to me every night this week.
It's been a bit of a slow week. Rich worked very late on Tuesday and I found myself googling guys I dated in the early '90's. It was entertaining to say the least. One had a myspace page with his "music" where he was just moaning with some tinny guitar playing in the background. It was coupled with a hideously unflattering photograph. So lovely. Rich came home and I told him what I was doing. We (like everybody else in the Western World) like to googlestalk people that we haven't seen in decades.
This is my favorite time of year. Spring in New England is like a release from prison. Suddenly we can go outside in the afternoons.
Unfortunately, I won't be around the kids as much during the week this summer. I offered to pick up a few more hours at work because my boss is going on maternity leave sometime in the next two weeks. I think working at the office to pick up the slack will be less stressful than letting things fall through the cracks while she's away. At least this way, I get paid for the extra hours and can afford more childcare.
Speaking of childcare, my dad agreed pick up Eric from school once a week next fall. So, I only have to do one drop off and one pick up per week. This is going to work out just fine.
It's been a bit of a slow week. Rich worked very late on Tuesday and I found myself googling guys I dated in the early '90's. It was entertaining to say the least. One had a myspace page with his "music" where he was just moaning with some tinny guitar playing in the background. It was coupled with a hideously unflattering photograph. So lovely. Rich came home and I told him what I was doing. We (like everybody else in the Western World) like to googlestalk people that we haven't seen in decades.
This is my favorite time of year. Spring in New England is like a release from prison. Suddenly we can go outside in the afternoons.
Unfortunately, I won't be around the kids as much during the week this summer. I offered to pick up a few more hours at work because my boss is going on maternity leave sometime in the next two weeks. I think working at the office to pick up the slack will be less stressful than letting things fall through the cracks while she's away. At least this way, I get paid for the extra hours and can afford more childcare.
Speaking of childcare, my dad agreed pick up Eric from school once a week next fall. So, I only have to do one drop off and one pick up per week. This is going to work out just fine.
posted by Margaret at 7:39 PM
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