Big Plans
Eve started grade one last week, which means both of my kids are hereby in school for the full day.
(Pause to start soundtrack -- slow, mournful dirge or the Hallelujah Chorus, it goes back and forth).
I have big plans for the future. Eventually I'm planning to get my library technician diploma, put the pesky graduate school nonsense behind me and do what I've really wanted to do since I was four, which is work in a library, given that it seems I can't actually live in one. Yet. However, my husband has informed me that his travel schedule for the next six months or so is going to be miserable, so I'm holding off on starting courses. Instead, my 'job' is supposed to be a radical de-cluttering and re-organizing initiative as regards the house, and a radical whipping-into-shape regimen as regards my big fat ass.
So far I've thrown a party for twenty-five of my closest friends, applied a liberal coating of sticky lime juice, refried bean and popcorn to the entire house, and eaten my weight in corn chips. Auspicious beginning, no?
I did walk over to the drugstore for my hangover assuagement supplies, at least. Mostly because I was afraid driving might make me hurl, but still...
(Pause to start soundtrack -- slow, mournful dirge or the Hallelujah Chorus, it goes back and forth).
I have big plans for the future. Eventually I'm planning to get my library technician diploma, put the pesky graduate school nonsense behind me and do what I've really wanted to do since I was four, which is work in a library, given that it seems I can't actually live in one. Yet. However, my husband has informed me that his travel schedule for the next six months or so is going to be miserable, so I'm holding off on starting courses. Instead, my 'job' is supposed to be a radical de-cluttering and re-organizing initiative as regards the house, and a radical whipping-into-shape regimen as regards my big fat ass.
So far I've thrown a party for twenty-five of my closest friends, applied a liberal coating of sticky lime juice, refried bean and popcorn to the entire house, and eaten my weight in corn chips. Auspicious beginning, no?
I did walk over to the drugstore for my hangover assuagement supplies, at least. Mostly because I was afraid driving might make me hurl, but still...
Comments
I am currently jealous of you and your free days. However, I also get extremely nervous when I think about my first child starting kindergarten next year, so I think the elation / mourning is probably pretty normal.
That's so great that you're thinking of becoming a librarian...and they say that motherhood totally derails you. I think it just gives us the insight to put us back on the track we were always meant to be on.