October 27, 2005


I love Halloween. Everything about the season makes me happy.

I love the brilliant reds, yellows and oranges of the trees, the crisp, crackling leaves on the ground as you walk. Pumpkins and gourds in all shapes and sizes.

I love costume shopping with the Boy and watching the kids get excited about candy and goodies.

I love Autumn baking and pumpkin pie. I love how the air is crisp enough to need a jacket over your t-shirt (except this year when it is like 30 degrees out!!).

I love that the year is winding down and that Christmas is around the corner.

I love haunted stories, haunted hay rides, haunted houses.

I love that ear to ear smile my Boy gets when he gets a piece of candy!

Oh, and I love candy . . .

Now, though, with the days growing shorter, so too is my time with my family. The hours I work are so incredibly long, I might as well take up residence in another city until the weekend. I see my son off to bed only to hear him sob that he doesn't want me to go to work the next day, and even the bribes with halloween candy don't get him to calm down.

So, I have found myself at a bit of a crossroads, albeit of brilliant foliaged trees. I have been here before. Do I sell my soul to the $, the one I need desperately to support my family, make the house payment, bills and other sundry needs.

Or do I chuck it all? Sell the house, the cars, the dog, live in a box but have time for my kid? There is no middle ground. No one is knocking on my door with offers of employment at 6 figures. I didn't win the Powerball, hell I can't even win a free fry at McDonalds, and the President still hasn't called about the Supreme Court, so I am still a slave to my position.

While being fired is definately on the horizon - the explanation for that is that I often opt to leave at 7pm to make it home by 8pm in order to put my son to bed at 9 pm and I don't come in on weekends - what shall I do?

Hell, I even took a day off yesterday, only to work all day from home. Not much me time there either!

My other jobs don't pay a dime (mom/firefighter) and my body wouldn't get much on the open market.

So what's a girl to do? Welp, the only thing I can, back to the daily grind. Whoreing myself out to whoever has a legal matter that needs solved, and not seeing my son till bedtime.

Blodging may be light for a bit while I sort out how to sell my soul to the devil and still be able to enjoy one of my favorite holidays.

Posted by Oddybobo at October 27, 2005 10:20 AM | TrackBack

Sell it all and go for the box.

How's that saying go? When you're old, you're not going to wish you had spent more time at work.

Posted by: Ogre at October 27, 2005 11:23 AM

buy a winnebago, make it your home before you go bankrupt so you don't lose it, and travel the open road.

Posted by: caltechgirl at October 27, 2005 11:35 AM

That is a tough one... But that is the decision I made when deciding to leave Law Enforcment and start over in a different field. I miss the old job, but I like the family time better.

Posted by: Contagion at October 27, 2005 03:55 PM

Family. It is much more satisifying. I gave up a very good, fun, high paying job to stay home. I clip coupons and barely keep us out of debt. I like the winnebego idea. Wish I had thought of it before I quit!

Posted by: vw bug at October 28, 2005 07:05 AM

Honey, hopefully something is coming down the pike. Keep that resume updated. You *know* what I mean.

God bless you, my friend.

; )

Posted by: Christina at October 28, 2005 02:32 PM

Ok, I feel horrible... Richmond said it so well... and the more I thought about it, I will send you an email. There are a LOT of heartaches staying home. It is not all fun nor is it for everyone (repeating Richmond again).

Posted by: VW Bug at October 29, 2005 04:22 PM

Oh I can definitely relate...I leave the house at 6 and don't get home until 7:15, and I have two kids (ages 9 and 13). I'm waiting for Powerball too!

Posted by: Pam at November 1, 2005 10:43 AM
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