I wake up in the morning dreading the doorbell, then spend the morning feeling both happy and completely frustrated. By lunch I am SO DONE with daycare and I start looking at the job bank online during naps. Afternoons are okay until about 4pm when I think - Why do I do this!?? By 5h30 once everyone is gone I think - Well I guess that wasn't that bad. By evening I think about how lucky I am to not have to commute to work like my DH and then by bedtime I am ready for a new day and we start those same emotions all over again.
On fridays when I get paid I think about how blessed I am to make so much money doing something from home but by tuesday I am praying for a way outta here!
Am I nuts or does anyone else go through this? If so, is it really worth it in the end?
On fridays when I get paid I think about how blessed I am to make so much money doing something from home but by tuesday I am praying for a way outta here!
Am I nuts or does anyone else go through this? If so, is it really worth it in the end?
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