Life as I know it is officially over. Yup. You heard it here first. My life is completely changing and I'm sitting here drinking wine and watching P.S. I Love You. Again.
So, here's the scoop, my monkey work days are coming to a premature end. That's right. I've been laid off. Now before you start to feel sorry for me, let me tell you that this really isn't a terrible thing. And actually, I think it might be a really great thing. I mean, I haven't loved my job for a long, long time now. In fact, that's why I started writing in the first place. I just wasn't happy anymore. Before I had kids I was turbo corporate America, but after...I don't know, my priorities changed and I changed and my job changed. Everything changed.
So here I am. No job. Two kids. This is it. I'm officially a stay-at-home mom and it's a little terrifying. So much of my identity was tied into my craptastic job. I wasn't just a mom, I was a working mom. I love my kids, but I'm not crafty. I'm not one of those moms who's good at keeping kids entertained all day. I have no patience. I'm horribly selfish. I just don't know if I can do this.
So, I'm going to pour myself another glass of wine, take a deep breath and hope for the best. Change is always scary, but it's not always bad. I feel like this is the start of a new chapter.
I guess I just wish I knew how it was going to end.
I REALLY want a cigarette right now. Is that so wrong? Oh, and I want to be smoking it at a train station in Luxembourg. That's all.
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