Working from home while dreaming of a cubicle

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Lately I have fantasizing about beefing up my resume, trying to find hose without holes and drinking bad office coffee. Thoughts of attending staff meetings or enrolling in a job improvement retreat sound absolutely divine. These are activities that drove me to distraction when I was in the workforce, but after five years of working in my pajamas I am beginning to believe they have their place.

My average day begins with a summons from the crib where my 2 1/2 year-old hands me his morning agenda. This is a list of demands that covers everything from his diapering needs to his toy wishes to his food requirements. Then it is off to help the older two siblings navigate their way through the kitchen for breakfast and cold lunch items. Next it is taxiing to school drop offs. If we have a preschool day, pick up is at 12:30. This is followed by story time and a nap, if we are lucky. After nap there is another round of pick ups and then soccer practices at different fields at different times. Then dinner. Then homework. Then the rounds of bedtimes begin. When it is all said and done the clock declares it is 9:30 p.m. and I have often accomplished nothing in the work department.

This constant bit of frenzy causes me to recall my work days with great fondness. Those long hours at my desk where the only interruptions were my clients and phone calls appear to be heavenly in my memory. Meetings, lunches, retreats. Interaction with other adults. It all sounds like so much fun now. What ever made me choose to leave all that glamor behind? Surely I am not the only WAHM to have these occasional yearnings. Are there others? What do you fantasize about?

*Note: While I do sometimes yearn to dress up and go out in the real world, I find playing with my toddler and being able to pick up my older children from school a dream come true. I suspect we all have a case of the grass is always greener from time to time.

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AdviceMama Says:
Start by teaching him that it is safe to do so.