I confess… Yesterday was totally shit-tastic. Elliot was an awful little boy in my office, the tropical storm was annoying, and, oh yeah, one of my online positions was eliminated. I am ok for now; I have two more paychecks coming to me. But after that, I have to reapply to be an instructor if I want to continue at that institution. It can be done; I have a lot of money saved and I don’t need that money to survive. But I had gotten used to the lifestyle and the saving part. I was saving a lot.
I confess… I sort of knew that would happen eventually. It wasn’t a total surprise. Nor was I completely devastated. However, after the day I had with Elliot, I really let myself get down. I pretty much moped about for the next few hours but then decided to go out. Even though that storm made it totally crappy out, I drove up to Academy and got Ell some basketball shorts that I knew were on sale. Then I picked up Chipotle for myself and Ash. I felt a lot better after that.
I confess… Elliot and I had a bit of a Come to Jesus talk this morning. You know the kind if you have had or have a 5 year old. It was mostly about not complaining and just being thankful that he has what he does. Sundry’s blog post yesterday pretty much explains exactly how I feel about my oldest these days. It’s good to know I’m not the only parent who sometimes really doesn’t like their kids.
I confess… I’ve gone back to that “I seriously need a vacation” mentality. Luckily, we get one next week. It culminates in a trip to Disney and then a week without Elliot. Sad as it is to say, I am pretty glad about that! At this point, maternity vacation is looking pretty great.
I confess… I am playing hooky this afternoon… from work and parenting. I’m getting a manicure and a pedicure, which was part of my mother’s day gift. Though I do prefer my normal salon, the place Ash got this appointment should do just fine. Beggars can’t be choosers, right?