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Aug. 22nd, 2011 05:45 pm
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Summer is winding down. It's hard work taking care of three little kids on my own, but I'm finding myself far more reluctant this year to return to my job. Part of that is that is that my job is shifting and my boss is incompetent and I'm not ready to deal with either of those facts. But also? This SAHM gig isn't as hard as it used to be, and the moments of sweetness and hilarity are becoming more frequent.

The nanny was here for most of today. I was presenting a workshop this afternoon, and I needed part of the morning to finish getting ready. The presentation went smoothly, the technology worked, and I struck the right balance of clear, valuable content with humor and cynicism. The evaluations I saw were excellent. When I walked out, I felt not just smart but prettier, cooler--despite the fact that my topic was by far the dorkiest one on offer.

The person who had asked me to present works for the non-profit that put together the conference. We've been e-mailing quite a bit, but I hadn't seen her in person since late fall of 2009. At that point, I was 5 months pregnant with Ellen, feeling happy but frumpy and round; she was trim and pretty, with a similar librarian-lite non-style to my own. Now she's 6 months post-partum herself and on the round side and somewhat more tired. The thing is, though, when I looked at her I still saw the pretty librarian-lite, not the extra weight. Too bad I couldn't have felt that way about myself. She probably doesn't either.

Anyway, after my session I went and had tea all by myself for an hour, then went home. There the nanny greeted me with news that she has an appointment next Wednesday and will be quite late.

And I almost cried. Next Wednesday, you see, is our first furlough day, but James and I had decided that we'd have the nanny come anyway and he'd take the day off too. Since it's a school day for the boys, we'd have the house to ourselves for a while in the morning and then go out for lunch and a movie. Sounds nice, right? But now we don't get the time to ourselves at home. Booooo. Maybe it sounds dumb to whine about that; after all, we're both home most nights. But I'd been looking forward to it--do you have any idea how long it's been? We could have gotten some cleaning done, or painted a bit--or just sat around pretending it was 2006.

Tomorrow I have my last math enrichment sessions in the morning and perhaps I'll write about the racial Stuff going on there. Wednesday is a normal school/Mommy-Ellen day. Thursday I have a school meeting, and Friday we're going downtown to visit James at work. And that's it. I'd meant to take the kids swimming, to see more teacher/SAHM friends, to go to the Museum of Flight and the beach and the farmer's market.

There will be other chances. And now we start our tally to Winter Break.

Date: 2011-08-23 01:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cuddlyeconomist.livejournal.com
If you just need Ellen watched while the boys are at school, I might be able to do that. Mornings are Professor X's good times. Margo

Date: 2011-08-23 03:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] miss-swamp.livejournal.com
Hmm, thanks for the offer. The nanny is supposed to get back to me this morning about what time she'd be free. If she'll be free in time to pick the boys up, then it'd be awesome for you to cover Ellen. Otherwise, I'll see if one of our HS sitters is free and just have the dudes skip school.

But regardless, we need to meet the little one ASAP. :)

Date: 2011-08-23 01:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nimnod.livejournal.com
We're just coming into spring, and man do I need it. It's been a freezing winter and our new house just doesn't heat up!

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