Ok, so the job is obviously good, since I haven�t come online to complain about it. Or obviously bad, as in I was fired, got depressed, jumped off a bridge, never to write again, which some of you may have suspected. (Hush, I like to pretend I have reader(s)). Either way, I won�t write too much or too often about it here, just because I don�t want to get dooced. It�s too nice here. Really nice. Really, reeeeeeally nice, if you happen to read this, Mr. CEO. I�ve made wonderful new friends, I�ve made money, and I�ve made a difference, both in the world in general, and in people�s lives specifically. So as much as I had feared the worst, going back to work, I�ve loved it. Also, I am a much better mommy now. I think I was just too burned out before, and I feel lame even saying that. But I don�t suppose it really matters now. We�re all happy. Pearl and Sprout love school, I love my job, we see each other after work and we share and hug and kiss and cuddle. The housework isn�t done as regularly as I would like, but it�s really not that big a deal. We can pay our bills, and eat now. I can afford clothing for my children, and we�ve all made friends. Life is good, and we�re all growing up.
LATELY
My New Page - 2006-04-15
Life is a Magic Thing, Woah. - 2005-11-18
No Dooce for You! - 2005-11-09
The Nicest Thing Anyone Has Ever Said To Me - 2005-09-05
Ugh. Grunt. Some Other Stuff. - 2005-09-01
RANDOM ENTRY
all words � ME, 2005.