Please note: The title of this post is not titled “Career Woman,” as I do not think my career will be defined by answering phones, making appointments, and attempting to organize the chaos of a busy shop on a busy day. However, I do like my job.
But, that being said, remember this post, when I was all optimistic about my new job?
Well, it’s not that I’m not still happy about the opportunity to make some money or that I dislike my job or the people I work with. It’s that when I work double shifts, like the past 2 days, I don’t see Hubs very much!
He gets up and goes to work, leaving by 7:20 or so. I usually am also up, making his lunch, sometimes making breakfast, sometimes struggling to keep my eyes open, but it’s not exactly quality time when I’m barely awake and he’s rushing to get out the door on the way to work.
But then I don’t see him until I get home at 9:15 or 9:30 (just because we close at 9, doesn’t mean I can leave at 9) and Hubs is usually tired and ready for bed by 10:15 or so. Not much quality time there.
Plus, I still need to adjust to not being home as much. I left the house with a pile of clean laundry on the floor that needed to be folded on Tuesday, and a messy MESSY kitchen on Wednesday.
Not that I think I need to always have a spotless home. Trust me, it’s usually a bit messy. And I don’t vacuum or mop our floors nearly enough. I do try to keep the dishes under control though, because we don’t have much kitchen to spare, and I like to fold the laundry right away so it doesn’t get wrinkled. I’m sure you guys understand this stuff, right?
And you’ll all be happy to know that Hubs has been super awesome this crazy work week for me. He made dinner on Saturday, Tuesday, and last night, though it was separate dinners last night since we didn’t eat together. He cleaned the kitchen on Monday night, including unloading the dishwasher, which I hate to do.
And he’s just been altogether a great helper and friend to me. As he should be as my husband.
I’m not trying to brag on him too much or show off my skills in selecting a great man. I’m also not trying to guilt him into doing more of this stuff (yes he reads all my posts) because honestly, I like doing all these things around the house (except the floors and the unloading of the dishwasher). It’s just that as my “helpmate suitable,” he knows when I need and want help and is willing to fill my bucket in that way.
(For more on what I think about helpmates, read this post.)
So, since I now have less that an hour before I have to be at work, I need to get up and get going. Dressing up for work every day is fine, except that it takes me a lot longer to get ready than I’ve been used to. Not that I don’t try to look nice for everyday stuff with Hubs, it’s just that it takes time to put on eye make up and put together a new outfit every day. I’m out of practice at all this, after all!
So while I’m trying to not complain at all about this job, I am so looking forward to a weekend off to take a little trip. We’ll have time to see friends, eat cookies, talk in the car (no radio after all, remember?), see lots and lots of glorious Christmas lights, hang out with my family, shop for presents, and eat out, though mostly, I’m just excited for a little husband and wife quality time together to just be us and relax and have fun doing things we used to love when we were dating. (And some things we didn’t do while we were dating!)
It’s going to be spectacular. But I have to get through the next double shift at work. Wish me luck!