soccer balls and shamrocks
I've been reading several articles lately about the so-called 'hybrid
mom.' I guess that sort of describes me (ish? I don't like to be
'described') - half in the house, half out. Right now it's 10 p.m. and I
just finished updating a spreadsheet for work and now I'm blogging and replying to personal emails (read: playing Draw Something and looking at Instagram photos on my phone).
My office is going through it's busiest time of year and is in the process of hiring another full time employee. (I am only part-time by choice... my quest to Have It All continues... HA!). In the interim of hiring another person, I've been working QUITE a bit more. (Monday - Thursday plus some night time hours.) Nate, as usual, has been going to school and Nora Kate has (finally) been going to a sitter. I loved my time with her at the office but knew it had to end. (Mostly, I just needed to start going to client meetings.)
I would like to reiterate here that I love my job and my boss and my work. I also love Nora Kate's sitter. What I don't love is how far away everything is. You see, I (personally) like my ten mile radius bubble. I get snotty about driving more than 10 minutes... particularly if those ten minutes are west of me. (Sorry West Siders!) Nora Kate's sitter is fan-freaking-tastic but she lives about 25 minutes west of me (and watches other kiddos besides NK). So, in the morning I have to drop Nate off at school, drive the 25 minutes out to her house and then another 25-ish to my office. I realize that an hourish commute to some is not a big deal but for me and my bubble-loving-ness, it feels like a lot.
I keep reminding myself it's only temporary - I have a sitter for summer coming to my house (for both kiddos). Also, I won't be working this much once a few big events happen in April AND my office is moving CLOSER to my house in May. So, really, it's just one more month of shuffling and hustling. But here's the thing: I keep wondering when things are going to slow down. And I think the answer is NEVER. Karl and I keep saying "Oh, we'll do X after X happens... but then all of a sudden IT IS APRIL 2012 and Nate's had his first soccer practice and Nora Kate's been to her first St. Patrick's Day Parade and I'm all SOB MAKE IT STOP.
My office is going through it's busiest time of year and is in the process of hiring another full time employee. (I am only part-time by choice... my quest to Have It All continues... HA!). In the interim of hiring another person, I've been working QUITE a bit more. (Monday - Thursday plus some night time hours.) Nate, as usual, has been going to school and Nora Kate has (finally) been going to a sitter. I loved my time with her at the office but knew it had to end. (Mostly, I just needed to start going to client meetings.)
I would like to reiterate here that I love my job and my boss and my work. I also love Nora Kate's sitter. What I don't love is how far away everything is. You see, I (personally) like my ten mile radius bubble. I get snotty about driving more than 10 minutes... particularly if those ten minutes are west of me. (Sorry West Siders!) Nora Kate's sitter is fan-freaking-tastic but she lives about 25 minutes west of me (and watches other kiddos besides NK). So, in the morning I have to drop Nate off at school, drive the 25 minutes out to her house and then another 25-ish to my office. I realize that an hourish commute to some is not a big deal but for me and my bubble-loving-ness, it feels like a lot.
I keep reminding myself it's only temporary - I have a sitter for summer coming to my house (for both kiddos). Also, I won't be working this much once a few big events happen in April AND my office is moving CLOSER to my house in May. So, really, it's just one more month of shuffling and hustling. But here's the thing: I keep wondering when things are going to slow down. And I think the answer is NEVER. Karl and I keep saying "Oh, we'll do X after X happens... but then all of a sudden IT IS APRIL 2012 and Nate's had his first soccer practice and Nora Kate's been to her first St. Patrick's Day Parade and I'm all SOB MAKE IT STOP.
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5 comments:
I hear you on the bubble! An hour-long commute isn't horrible, but it isn't great when you add up the total time spent in the car. I like everything 10 minutes (walk) away. For me, that's the beauty of living in England. Everything is relatively nearby.
Last week Nick and I sat down to have a Talk (capital T) about how busy our lives have become without realizing it. At one point he actually said the words, "I'm afraid this is just our life for the foreseeable future." So much optimism from that man o'mine. :)
Love what Nick said above. Feel the same way.
Is shamrocks and soccer balls a reference to "stick shifts and safety belts", or is that just me?
NK LOOKS SO LIKE YOU.
@aubrey - walking would be amazing. i dream of NOT having a car. For real.
bak - love the cake reference, boo :)
i've been feeling the same way lately, kitty kat. things are moving too fast and i just want to go back to having fun all the time.
the good news is that, no matter how nutso things get, there's almost ALWAYS something cool to look forward to, yes?
xoxo
bak - love the cake reference, boo :)
i've been feeling the same way lately, kitty kat. things are moving too fast and i just want to go back to having fun all the time.
the good news is that, no matter how nutso things get, there's almost ALWAYS something cool to look forward to, yes?
xoxo
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