I've been batting around going back to work, at least part time. not full time, because I just don't want to! But something a few days a week so I don't forget how to put make-up on, or shower, or wear something other then pajamas.
I had to go to my old office to pick up some files. I have 2 trials coming up and need to prep for testimony, so I contacted a co-worker and asked if she or anyone wanted to go to lunch. Hubs was telecommuting and able to take care of Aidan for a few hours, so off I went.
When I arrived, I was greeted by the usual "what are you doing here?" and "where's the baby?". I've had to go by the office twice since taking him in and the girls think he's cute.
I found out that there's some need for a case aide. Short version, this position is below my old one, pays crap, entails transporting kids and supervising visits. I thought maybe, just maybe, that could be fun if they'd take me. I'd be back with all my old cohorts, I'd know what I was doing, not as much responsibility as a case manager..... hmmmmmmm.
At lunch, friend and friend and I started talking about work (go figure) and the negativity kept mounting and mounting and mounting until I felt like I ordered it for lunch as a side to my burrito. Not only was I reminded of how political and bad things had gotten, at the end of the conversation the same friend who said my coming in as a case aide would be fun said "don't do it. Stay away".
I then thought about the holidays right around the corner, and how much I will enjoy the time off to see friends and relatives and shop and have company.
So I'm back at square one.
I invited my other mommy friends out for lunch and bowling this Sunday. It's my birthday on Friday, but it's not really for that. My SIL will be here from San Fran, and I thought it would be fun just to get the girls together. We don't really party much anymore, so maybe the tired and weary mommies can do something lighter, like a margarita with lunch.
I then proposed it become a monthly thing, the first Sunday of each month.
thus far I have 3 takers and we'll see where it goes from there. I could have one taker and my ass would still be heading for the door every month!!!
For now I look forward to SIL being here for five day, then MIL coming for a weekend. I look forward to going to court with the other big people and putting on high heels. I may even do something with my hair other then putting it up in a clip! I look forward to our first Christmas with a midget in the house, seeing his little face light up when he looks at the tree. And then the disappointment when I yell NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOO when he tries to touch it (0: