A Corner Table in My World

Days that seemed crazy when I was on maternity leave now pale in comparison to the average day that I work now. Prior to September 4th, it was only the rare day each month that I had appointments or obligations that took me out of the house at specific times and that had to be worked around. Those first two weeks back to work were a reminder that nothing is ever really what it seems and served as a BIG reminder that my mat leave days were actually quite calm. One thing I will say for them though, as crazed as I felt during those two weeks, I'm happy that they also served as a great lesson to Obie that staying home with kids (alone and with only you to entertain them) is not as slack a job as it sounds. When I was still in school after we had Arora it wasn't uncommon for him to be the 'baby-sitter' while I was in classes and before he had to go to work. But at the time Rory was either baby enough still that she was sleeping most of the time, or she was old enough tha...

Have you noticed that in general, every day life, we all tend to leave important things to the last minute? Or we start projects weeks, even months, in advance and then only manage to finish them with days to spare? It's one of the constants in my days, and if either of my sisters (or in-laws) read this I think they'll know exactly what I'm talking about. :) I'm sure that I'm worse than most people with this phenomena of procrastination and general off-putting in my life. I'm often scatterbrained. I like to say, and I got it from my dad, that "I've got a good memory, it's just short." I have a thing for faces and numbers but remembering the name that goes with them is in most cases beyond me. I have great aspirations for craft projects or home-improvements but implementing and completing them becomes a problem. I'm forgetful. Not intentionally, I try to remember, but for a lot of things if I don't write down what it is that I ne...

When you're a 'kid' you hear your parents and teachers and other adults say it but I don't think you ever really understand until you 'grow up' and experience it. In university, sure, I complained that there was never enough time to do my school work and still have a life but that more just me not wanting to do the work and whining. (Hey, I'm big enough to admit it!) Even when I just had Arora and I was going to school or when I was working last spring and summer it was always just about me, or her, wanting to do one more thing, go one more place, before we had to go to work or go to school. This last year with both the kids and staying at home I know that I used the excuse that "I ran out of time," or that "time sure flew!" but I never really complained that there wasn't enough time to do all of the things that I needed to do for the day. I always had tomorrow to do them and except for the rare times during the past year the kids...

I almost hate to admit it, but yes... I'm back to work as of 3pm this afternoon. The first day wasn't too bad since I've got to go through training again before they'll put be back to any real use. The first three or four hours were so horribly boring though that I wanted to gouge my eyes out with spoons. After that I think the coffee I had during my lunch break kicked in and things seemed to pick up! Thank God!!! Ah well... 7.5 hours in and I'm already dreading having to stay for any long period of time. The only plus that I can discern is that since I'm not a newbie and I've already got 6 months under my belt I'm able to apply almost right away for promotions!! If I do well for about three weeks, I should be able to get a position in the supervisor training program. There is a pay raise for that position and then another if you actually get a supervising position. I'm going to keep my fingers crossed come that time.... Cause really, I don...

KID FREE DAYS.... That's right. No kids. No crying or fighting, no screaming or whining. Completely, absolutely, adult-only free time. I hadn't had it in so long that I almost forgot what it was like. I woke up at 10:30 this morning. Not to a little girl beside the bed wanting mommy. Not to a baby crying in his crib wanting his diaper changed. To near absolute silence. For a couple of minutes I couldn't figure out what was missing, and then Obie walked into the room with a piece of raison toast and asked me what I wanted to do for the day... I swear, for a minute I still couldn't quite understand what the question was. And then it hit me. NO KIDS. Need I really say more to describe what I was feeling? I really hope not because I don't think that I could find the words even if I wanted to. Not that we've done anything all that interesting, or really even gone out and done anything. We went on a 'date' to the movies last night and that was ...

September has come and with it, the month brings many things. Labor Day (because hey a long weekend is always great), school, my Dad's birthday, the end of harvest and the beginning of Fall. That's right my friends and family, FALL!!!!!! The season of vibrant warm colors, cool, but not cold temperatures, Thanksgiving and Halloween, Mom and Dad's anniversary (the big 3-0 this year), pumpkin pie, turkey and masses of candy. Need I really say more? This year we add in Zack's first birthday (yeah!!) and me going back to work.... okay so that's not a wonderful thing to be happy and celebratory about but it's something that September has brought me. Hehehehehe. I may not be looking forward to it, I may even resent having to go and end up missing milestones in the kids lives but as generally happens when you never have enough of it, it all comes down to money! So I start working again on Tuesday (only three more days of freedom for me) and the kids will be going bac...