I made a conscious effort today to enjoy my Sunday. And to avoid thinking about the Monday that was 24 hours away. I have a bad habit of anticipating the future too much. Which, of course, is a huge waste of time and a day.
Category Archives: Work Life Imbalance
My Blog is a Book!
Volume One. 2007. It will be the shortest volume, because I started the blog in October of that year. I’ve already ordered Volume 2, 2008, which will be considerably longer (220 pages!). 2009 will follow shortly thereafter.
Smiles
This is my new favorite photo of the girls. How cute are they? Taken yesterday, during a particularly mild post-Thanksgiving day.
A Quickie
As our annual weekend feasting with family draws to a close, I just want to say – yet again – how much I LOVE my girls. Everything about them. Even the annoying stuff (of which there’s quite a bit, if I’m being honest).
What’s Next?
We had a weekend of games – Boggle, Monopoly, musical chairs, tag…lots of fun. Oh, playdates and movies too. Oh, and lest I forget, watching Jude Law (amazing!) perform Hamlet.
A Promise
Ok. I bitched and moaned about work in yesterday’s blog entry. Rough day. Today was rough, too. But I don’t have the know that I had in the pit of my stomach that I had yesterday. Perhaps I’m starting to develop a thicker skin. I hope so. It’ll be easier to deal with the coming onslaught if I manage to take things in stride.
Lego Chloe
While at our neighbors’ Halloween party the other day, Chloe decided to make herself a “Chloe” sign out of legos to pass the time (she was surrounded by lots of little kids and didn’t have much else to do).
Spending More Time with the Girls
I just wish that I could spend more time with the girls. That I didn’t have to work. That I was better at concealing my stress from them at the end of a long day. That I was better at shutting off the work-focused part of the brain and compartmentalizing.
Is it Enough?
It’s already August and I can’t believe it. It seems as though Chloe’s last day of first grade was yesterday. But now we’re just a short time away from second grade.
A Tough Day at Work
There is only one positive thing that comes out of a day at work where every hour (literally, every hour) presents a new problem and you wish you could scream expletives until you’re red in the face.