Not me, not my kid....Yes, it's my life. Here I am one year later, sorta tired sometimes....but the bad stress is gone....my late night panic attacks are about my art/craft desires not if I shut off my FIA. Thank goodness.NO (emphatically), I don't miss the rat race one bit.
Especially not on an exceptionally lovely March day that I spent with my kids at the park. They got totally coated in nasty water and sand. Luckily, I had candy cane striped PJs for the oldest one to slip on to his knobby, colty legs. I can't believe how much can change in a year.
What a beautiful life!
JMB
(again picture from postsecret.blogspot.com)
PS
I talked to a wonderful woman at United the other day and she let me get a ticket.....I am so gonna love it!!!! Watch out you Swedes!
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3 comments:
It is great to see that it really is as rewarding as you hope it will be. I can't wait to be where you are!
so glad to have you among the ranks
of the non-working...
yeah, that's it
the ones just sitting around raising the kids:)
love you...
:)
YEAH!!!! Watch out Jess is coming and will be loving the kid friendly land of Sverige ("Sweden" in swedsih). I, also, love not working while the little ones are, well, little. I am feeling that work is coming my way again in the near future. It feels like I have another year and that is it. It goes so fast, always, in retrospect.
Yaz
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