Milestones
For those who haven't heard, I was promoted! From 10 hours a week as Web Editor to 20 hours a week as interim Communications Director for my church. This is most excellent, as I was thinking I would need to add a part-time job in consideration of paying down debt. Over the summer, I'm going to be spending six hours a week in the church office, which might go up during the school year if necessary. I can still do most of it from home (and should, because my computer is much better set up for design than anything they have there.) It also has the potential to lose the interim status and become full time next year. That would mean changes, but with the kids getting bigger, nothing we couldn't take on. ... Which leads to the other milestone of the early morning.
We've moved my office to the basement because if I'm going to be working 20 hours a week I can't just mostly stay out in deference to guests for days at a time (I in no way mean to imply I don't love having the guests for those who have been here, just being realistic), because there is a greater chance of me enjoying WoW if I can call over to Blue to explain stuff in person and because it's cooler down here and that fits with our goal of reducing the use of air conditioning to improve the greater environment and our personal finances. So, I'm no longer across the hall from Little Miss Fuschia.
Much to my surprise, just a few minutes after my last run upstairs to listen for her stirring I heard the pitter patter of a big girl who can get out of her own crib! The side has been down for months to encourage just such activity. So, yay for Fuschia! She was very proud of herself.
We've moved my office to the basement because if I'm going to be working 20 hours a week I can't just mostly stay out in deference to guests for days at a time (I in no way mean to imply I don't love having the guests for those who have been here, just being realistic), because there is a greater chance of me enjoying WoW if I can call over to Blue to explain stuff in person and because it's cooler down here and that fits with our goal of reducing the use of air conditioning to improve the greater environment and our personal finances. So, I'm no longer across the hall from Little Miss Fuschia.
Much to my surprise, just a few minutes after my last run upstairs to listen for her stirring I heard the pitter patter of a big girl who can get out of her own crib! The side has been down for months to encourage just such activity. So, yay for Fuschia! She was very proud of herself.