I was going to stay with this job just a little longer – another year, maybe two – until we could more easily make all-day arrangements for Ben and Karina.
I was going to set aside one of my newly kid-free mornings each week to write. Really write. See if I could make anything of it.
Turns out, though, that there are flaws in my plan:
1) I need a new job. The shifts at this one keep getting later. Even with my hours downsized as far as possible, I am way too tired. Can’t do it anymore.
2) Finding a new job takes time.
3) The most flexible hours in a day are the ones I would’ve used to write, and the ones I spend with my kids. No contest. The kids win.
And, OK, I am only 32. I’ll find a job that suits me better. We’ll figure out a schedule. Once we adjust, there’ll be a way to write. I know this.
Still, it’s a little sad, saying goodbye to this plan.
Let’s end on a happy note, though. What do you think of the new look?