fullfillment
Motherhood and wifehood is no longer fullfilling to any degree. Maybe I am just feeling too bitter about being blown off, not listened to, or when listened to - having everything I say be challenged. Not sure what I've done that is different enough that my formally considerate husband and older son no longer seem to be, at all. Yes, exaggeration. Trying to type this right as C is openly disobeying what I said. Of course I am exaggerating right now.
Now, to find a job. This will be interesting, as just this much of a post has taken more than 15 minutes. I am not sure how I will be able to look for anything online or fill out an application. Especially since most of them are timed. But a job is supposedly going to help. So. Hours of frustration in trying to do this application thing. Which means hours of not getting a damned thing done around the house. Oh yes. The conversations that will follow from this upcoming 'adventure' are going to be spectacular. Oh joy of joys.
Now, to find a job. This will be interesting, as just this much of a post has taken more than 15 minutes. I am not sure how I will be able to look for anything online or fill out an application. Especially since most of them are timed. But a job is supposedly going to help. So. Hours of frustration in trying to do this application thing. Which means hours of not getting a damned thing done around the house. Oh yes. The conversations that will follow from this upcoming 'adventure' are going to be spectacular. Oh joy of joys.