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I start my new job next week.
For those of you who don’t know, I’ve spent the last year as a stay-at-home mom/writer, polishing verbs and dusting off prepositional phrases as I kick shit-filled diapers into the trashbin. All of this while raising a fabulous toddler suffering from speech delays and hearing loss. Naturally, this was just not enough, so I started looking for work.
It’s not that I don’t like being at home with my son, clearly there is a luxury in being an unemployed mother. I’ve reaped a lot of those benefits the last year or so, but it’s time for me to spread my proverbial wings and once again enter the world of pantsuits and lip gloss. Shit, I might even wax my eyebrows for the occasion.
Mike warned me today, “You know, office politics won’t be any easier than the politics of friendships.” He’s right, but you know what? At the end of the day you leave work and say goodbye to office politics. The politics of friendship follow you, even across oceans. My only regret is not immediately starting work when I got here - hell, a lot of annoyance would have been saved. Sometimes at night I dream about over-hearing someone say, “I don’t know much about her, she’s never around. Cute kid she has, though.”
Instead I know exactly what is said - and let’s just say it isn’t as … admittedly unknowing.
Regardless, things are the way they are. The worst thing that has happened to me here [because of this site or otherwise] has been a laugh compared to some of the shit that I have experienced in my life. I look forward to starting a new job [even though I won't write much about it here] and I really look forward to spending the money I make frivolously. What could be better than that?
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