Oh internet…if I had known how good having the afternoons off felt, I would have done this part-time thing from the very start.
So I took the part-time deal with my job. Hey, what can I say–the insurance is that good. It isn’t forever though–we have a major system change coming up in February and I think that will be the perfect time to really and truly say goodbye. Plus, my husband’s insurance will have taken effect by then, so I’ll really have no reason to stay.
Gah. I’m just not full of fun posts here lately. I’m not depressed, but I’ve just read a few things, both on the internet and off, that have just kind of killed any chance of a good mood. I guess I’m naive, but I want to believe that people will, if given the chance, do and be good. Unfortunately, anymore, that just doesn’t seem to be the case and I just really have a hard time trying to understand why people do/say some of the rotten things that they do. Since having Owen, I think about things alot more and many more things trouble me very deeply than they ever did before he came into our lives.
Maybe being able to take a nap every afternoon with Owen from now on will cure this funk. That and actually getting caught up on the laundry.