Part time job?

When I signed on with this company, they could not promise me more than 10 hours a week over three days, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. That was okay. I figured that would be enough to help out a little bit without making us all starve, go naked and live in squalor. :) I'd have time to cook, do laundry, and at least get the big chunks of stuff off the floor. I'd still have Monday for my Girl Scout meetings, Friday for outside classes etc, and every week, a three day weekend. The best of both worlds, as they say.

Within about two months, I was working five days, two to three hours a day because the other person working at our site decided to quit. It became harder to keep up.

Last year, I asked if I could take Mondays off. I said that I'd originally only signed up for three days a week, and that my Girl Scout obligation and other things (technically, we're still homeschooling, although there isn't a lot of 'school' work involved) was just keeping me too swamped.

I had Mondays off all year. It was really nice. A three day weekend every week, at least one decent meal one evening a week, and time to work with my troop. But I started to feel guilty. Every week, they had to scramble to find someone to work at our site. And I know it's just day care, but there are certain things we do, particular ways things happen, and a specific schedule, standards of behavior etc that someone who doesn't work there all the time has no clue about.

So I'm back to five days this year. I work about 24 hours a week. I know that's not a whole lot and people who work 40 hours a week probably have little sympathy for me, but I'm once again falling way behind on life in general.

Eric works 50 or more. When he's not at work, he's still working, planning, messing with paperwork since he doesn't have time during the work day to finish it all.

So I guess I should stop whining.

This morning, I have to drive down to the office and pick up the snack order for our site for the month. I'll have a car full of cheese crackers, graham crackers, sun chips, apple juice, granola bars and applesauce. I have to park halfway to Nevada and haul at least 4 40 lb boxes of juice and 10 to 12 other big cases of snack stuff to my vehicle. 39 kids eat a lot of snacks in a month.

I'll come home, fold some laundry, take my daughter and her friend to Game Day on my way to work, go to work, come home, fold some more laundry and go to bed.

My life is so meaningful.