Big changes are coming to my little world. I have been sitting on some information for awhile now awaiting an actual answer. That answer came to me two days ago. I will most likely be going back to work full time in March sometime.
For 7 years I have worked on and off again for an apartment complex. My mom is the office manager and I would fill in at the office during her vacations or when she was sick. I also worked at their clubhouse for awhile. Most recently I’ve been cleaning vacant apartments since quitting Home Depot in January 2010. It was decently steady work that I could do anytime I was free. Extremely flexible which works well with two kids.
A couple of months ago my mom dropped the bomb that she was moving to Arizona in April. That is quite a distance away from Ohio. This is the source of major mixed feelings from me. I don’t want to dwell on those in this particular post so I was simply say I’m still a bit mixed up about it. That left her job open. Looks like I will slowly be integrating into her role as office manager over the next month or so. Building up to full-time by the middle to end of March.
The majority of me is thrilled. Don’t get me wrong. Thrilled. We need this. Since my husband has been laid off a few times over the last couple of years, our bank account has greatly suffered. It will be nice not to worry about how to buy groceries each week and pay the bills too. The rest of me is scared shitless. I haven’t worked full-time since my son was 1 yr old. I have always had steady part-time work since then working around whatever my husband was working at the time. Both kids are in school full-time now and I always said that was when I’d attempt to go back. I just never thought I’d have to do it without any help at all because my mom would be moving across the damn country.
I now have to coordinate after school care because I won’t be able to pick the kids up. Husband’s work schedule is unpredictable and so everything will fall to me to make sure the kids have somewhere to go after school should they need to. Not to mention summer and break care. I will have all kinds of new responsibility and a daily set in stone schedule, plus apt showings after work. Seriously, the thought of it makes me sick to my stomach. Change takes me a while to get used to.
I don’t think it’s simply the job. I think it’s everything all at once. I’m not eating right, I’m shakey, I have felt like crap for the past couple of days. No, it’s not the flu. It’s stress and I know it. Everything is becoming real to me and I think it’s taking its toll all at once. Maybe somewhere in the back of my mind I thought my mom wouldn’t move. Maybe I thought this would never happen. But it is and I guess it’s time I step up to the plate and figure out what I am going to do now. How I am going to juggle a full-time job and two kids without much help. No more nights out, as my mom is pretty much my only babysitter. I have other relatives around but none I’m really close with, save my cousin Julie of course.
This summer I will turn 30. I guess, whether I am ready or not, it’s time for me to be the grown up. Time for me to do it all on my own. No one to lean on anymore. It’s me and the hubster against the world. Roar. Here we come.
So what does that mean for this blog? Nothing I hope. I am going to continue to strive to be the best I can be. If I end up whining to you all more regularly, well, you’ll just have to excuse me. Book reviews and hot guys will continue to grace my page hopefully on a daily basis. LOL. You may be seeing a bit more of Danielle as I make the transition. I will have to wait and see how big a hit this takes on my reading time.I figure tons of other bloggers manage to work full-time, so I can to. A perk is that I can take my laptop to work with me daily if need be. My office will have wifi 🙂
My cousin likes to call me Superwoman. We are about to test that theory.