I found a job. An 8-5 or later Mon-Fri. I have submitted myself to the world of people that drive during rush hour and get a steady paycheck. No more bar tending, no more waiting tables...I am officially "IN".
I feel really strange about it considering I have always prided myself on walking to a different rhythm. I have had 9-5ers before but just for short periods of time and I never truly enjoyed it. I don't have much of a choice now since I am a single mother and my divorce will hopefully *crossing fingers* be final soon. I have to be the bread winner, the responsible mama. The mama responsible for it all. A daunting realization that has me literally shaking inside.
There are plenty of women, and men, that do this daily....weekly....monthly....yearly. I know it's possible. I also know it's going to be hard as hell.
Ah, I went back on my decree of no more heavy shit here. Oh well.
4 comments:
Looks like you're doing great. I wouldn't worry of your writting about heavy stuff on your blog. It seems that the people that read it care about you and understand what you're going through.
Don't sweat the small stuff. It looks like you are finding a groove and the kids look great.
Congrats on the new job!
-M
Congrats on the new job! :) Don't worry about letting out the heavy stuff. It's good to let that all out.
I can't wait to hear more about the new job.
How's it going?
I've been thinking about you a lot lately. I hope everything is working out. I know you are one resilient woman... it just sucks that you have to draw on that quality so much.
Hang in there.
Hope the job is going well.
Here's wishing you and yours well!
-M
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