The No Job Blues

Throughout this summer I have been feverishly applying for jobs. Teaching jobs. And not just at schools dear reader, I applied for a prison job as well. Federal prison.

Hey...desperate times, desperate measures.

I had a few interviews, which felt good, but getting a job would have felt even better, let's just be honest.

I have figured a couple of things out by staying home this summer. I am one of those moms who is torn by the work world and by the stay at home world. I so envy the moms that can stay home with their kids, teaching them all kinds of invaluable lessons and playing with them. But I also envy the working moms, the ones that can seemingly do it all. Work, play, and have dinner on the table at a respectable hour. I know that I love teaching. I love being in front of a class of kids, teaching them new things, and sharing with them a love of history. I also love being there when Mac learns a new animal noise or a new skill. I have days when dropping Mac off at daycare breaks my heart and then I have days where I sigh in relief as I pass her off to the daycare provider.

Love the paycheck too. I am envious of women who can stay home and not worry about money. How do they do it? It is too tight for comfort at our house so I mostly just feel guilty and stressed out instead of appreciating my time at home. Why isn't there some kind of money paid out to housewives? I always love those articles about how much housewives would be paid if they earned a paycheck for what they do. It's usually pushing 6 figures. Well...pay up!

Bottom line: I want to work for that paycheck and have the reward of being a teacher, but I want to be home with my girl too.

Blargh!

Sincerely,

Not Satisfied!