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Sleep, lack of
I have always been a terrible sleeper. My worst years of sleep were probably in early elementary school; I would lay awake in bed for hours most nights unable to fall asleep. Back then I shared a basement bedroom with my sister, and I had a collection of stickers stuck to my bedside table. I…
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Sixth Gear
Despite my last post about that one negative interaction at work, the temp job is going well. So well, in fact, that they have asked me to stay on indefinitely. I’m also suddenly getting requests to come in and interview for permanent jobs similar to what I’m doing now. Yesterday I returned a call from…
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Today at work
Today at work someone screamed at me on the phone. She does this to everyone, so it’s not really a big deal. But it did not feel good and I still have not recovered completely. Today I dealt with two separate crying students at two separate times. All problems were solved eventually. Also, I had…
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My thoughts after one week of being a full-time working parent
My temp job started last week. My first time working for pay in twelve years, and my very first time working and also being a parent. It was an interesting experiment. I liked going to work this week. I liked getting emails and solving problems for the teachers and staff. I even liked answering the…
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WWII
“Hey, Casey!” my youngest says to me. “I’m playing a game about World War II! I know how you like World War II!” My eyebrows shoot up at this and I freeze in the kitchen, Triscuit in hand. Me? I like World War II? Not me. He must have me confused with my father. Old…
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A Two-Week Adventure in Working Parenthood
I’m signed up with a temp agency and I got my first assignment: a two-week position in a nearby school office. I am looking forward to trying out this working parent thing for just the two-week stint. If it’s absolutely horrendous I can easily remove myself from the temp agency’s employment and embrace a future…
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The Only Constant
Well, the children are back at school and I am able to eat again. My oldest picked up some sort of terrible stomach bug at his sixth grade orientation last Thursday, something we did not realize until we found ourselves cleaning vomit from the cabin carpet at 2 AM last Saturday. A few more of…