I woke up this morning to a growling 6 week old and a text from my husband to call him when I woke up. He asked how much I could cut from my allowance (I get a set amount in my account every 2 weeks for groceries, fuel for my car, and to take care of my credit card payment. Any leftover funds are mine to spend... I call it my allowance). I thought it over and gave him a figure that would cut out extra fuel I'm using to drive to and from work, money I spend on fast food cause its convenient, etc. He went over all our expenses and all he brings in. Turns out we can totally make it work with me staying home!
Who would have thought...
I drafted a letter of resignation and am officially a stay at home mommy as of Friday.
I'm over the moon.
The hardest part is to keep my head in the game knowing that in 3 days I'll be spending all my time with the kidlets. It's so hard to be the responsible adult.
My husband woke me up this morning around 7:40 before he headed to work. I snuggled back under the covers for a few minutes and checked my Facebook. I admit, I'm totally addicted. Since I quit my job to stay home with the kiddos, it's my main means of communication with just about everyone. Anywho, I see on there that JP's school is closed today due to a water-main break. My heart sunk. I was so looking forward to the 2.5 hours of freedom after the day I had with the boy yesterday. If my life were a movie, this is the point where the scene would fade out, probably with some cheesy music, and the following would be in soft focus to further illustrate the flash-backiness. Yesterday was rough. JP was cranky pants from the getgo, screaming every time I said something that he didn't like, or gave an answer he didn't like. Everything was "WHY?!?!?!?!" Church felt awkward to me. I felt like all eyes were on me and my screaming kid....
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