Oh what a difference a couple of weeks makes! Two weeks ago I was on a high. Decision made. I’m goin’ back to work baby!! Only to be shattered by the news that we didn’t get a place for DS. I hung up the phone, put my head in my hands and cried like a baby. And I don’t mean screamed, kicking my legs while simultaneously trying to scratch whoever is holding me. I actually mean, just cried. Shoulders and everything.
But after a couple of days, I began to see the universe had other plans for me. No rushing back to work for this little black duck (who you calling ‘black). I am at peace with the fact that I will be at home for a little longer than anticipated.
Maybe we’ll get a place next month, or next week, or even tomorrow. But whatever happens, I’m happy to roll with it…
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