Lots of exciting things going on over here in LiLa Land. Changes are afoot my friends! One of the biggest changes is that my fabulous former employer is in desperate need of a proposal writer so I'm going to have a day job again. Honestly, I was a little nervous about the decision until I had this conversation with Laura:
Lisa: So, are you sure you're ok with me going back to work? I mean I think we wrote more back when I actually had a job, so productivity shouldn't be an issue.
Laura: Well...don't take this the wrong way.
Lisa: Um....that almost always means I'm going to take whatever it is you say, the wrong way.
Laura: It's just that, I remember you saying that you never really thought you were cut out to be a stay-at-home mom.
Lisa: I never said that! sdkgjiejgijvsmskdfcksookfskmdkmcfo
Lisa: Oh, sorry. Jack just body slammed Mia and I accidentally stepped on my computer in my rush to pry their small bodies off each other. Yowsers, I need a drink and a manny. In that order.
Laura: *expectant sigh*
Lisa: Crap. You're totally right.
Laura: I always am.
To be completely honest, I'm REALLY excited to head back to work. I've had the opportunity to talk to a few of the people on my new team and they seem pretty amazing. It was essential for me to find a job where I'd still be able to write, continue to be a hands on mom and make a steady income. I've enjoyed the past couple of years at home with the kids, but this just feels like the perfect opportunity to bring a little more balance into my life.
Lucky for all of you, the new job means new opportunities for me to humiliate myself. Stay tuned for tomorrow's installment tentatively titled: Lisa and the Terrible Horrible, No Good, Very Bad DRUG TEST.
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