Tuesday, January 30, 2007

I Hate My Job!

Maybe a better title for this blog should be "I Hate That I Have to Work". Although I only work 24 hours per week (that way I can pick the kids up from school everyday), some days I just don't want to get my tired body out of bed and go to work. Realistically, even if I decided not to go into work one day, I would still have to get up early to get Twelve and Ten off to school. My darling hubby would LOVE it, because that would mean that he could go to the "dreaded" (my word not his) gym and have an early morning work-out. I fantasize that if I didn't have to go to work, I would somehow organize all the piles of paper and junk that I have strategically put (o.k....dumped) in various places throughout the house. I would cook healthy gourmet meals every night for dinner (or would at least plan ahead so that I wouldn't have to run to the grocery store everyday trying to figure out what I can throw together for dinner), and I would no longer turn into a "crazy stressed out woman" stuffing all my clutter into any empty drawer or closet that I can find, whenever anyone says that they are coming over. I would be unflappable. Nothing would bother me, nothing would stress me out, I would be (drum roll please) ..."SUPER-RELAXED-ORGANIZED-MOM". In the meantime...does anyone have any "How to be Organized and Clutter-free in 10 Minutes a Day" advise?


only oldest said...

ok younger cousin, I am trying to be sympathetic even though I too can't wait to retire. After 39 years of having a stressful job, enough is enough. I don't even have a family to take care of so I feel your pain. One of us really needs to win a very big lottery and I promise you that I will keep trying.

Joan said...

You guys are making me feel sooooo guilty.